42 Dreams of Arizona Bay

You would think, being the well-run governmental organization it is, that the post office would make sure it would stock 2 cent stamps in its automatic machines.
I saw several confused people come and go at two different stamp machines, all puzzled as to why you wouldn’t stock 2 cent stamps after yet another postal increase.
I [...]

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Is it wrong that I’m reading blogs and writing this entry, and plan on looking at pictures before going to buy cat food? My cats need food.

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I don’t remember much of my dream, but I do remember it was a tornado dream with a twist.
I am living in the home I grew up in most of my life, where my tornado dreams first started. This is a place that I often return to in my dreams, but when I am there, [...]

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I’ve been playing Animal Crossing  to the detriment of any other task I might accomplish. This includes cleaning, exercising, reading and sometimes eating.
I’ve also been playing a little bit with my brother and sister-in-law.
Both adults carrying on reasonably adult lives.
I discovered, on accident, that the Nintendo interface censors words.
Through a cumbersome process, you can communicate [...]

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Here are some photos from Pismo Beach, pre-drama. Some also can be seen full size at my flickr page. Also look for some non-blogged photos from New Year’s and a random sunset last week.

Perhaps this sky, from dark clouds to light on the ocean, is a warning to troubled times ahead.

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Lessons learned: 6
Don’t call people and brag that you’re at the beach in January. Even if it is windy and a bit chilly.

Don’t expect because your car is three years old, that it is expected to run.
Don’t expect that you’ll never need jumper cables or emergency flares or anything else a reasonable person [...]

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I don’t claim to be grown up. I don’t want to dress my age, though perhaps I don’t want to dress like those teenage sluts in the making, proudly wearing pink t-shirts proclaiming me a bitch or brat in rhinestones.
I do still wear skater shoes, though I don’t skate.
I pepper my conversations with like and [...]

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