Dreambiscuit

I don’t want to be too obvious, but with a dragon you get so many perks; flight, defense, offense, coolness factor, and they can handily take care of all the neighborhood dogs that bark all night (and not even leave an incriminating trace). That’s epic.

Agreed, completely. It doesn’t feel to me like the forums are dying. There aren’t that many online forums like this anymore so it fills a gap that nopony else seems to be taking care of anymore. There are a lot of people who like this format of social media and interaction and on that basis alone I think this forum fills a niche that should keep it in circulation for a while. At least I hope so.

“Hey, look! She’s got a tail!” I don’t have a tail, unfortunately, but this is about what we hope people would say. And I would hope to have the means to provoke such commentary. Hey, it’s better than people saying, “She’s leaving muddy footprints on the carpet!”

What is the reason you wake up every morning? I wake up because I’m in a routine that’s been established as the means by which to continue and nourish the life I’ve chosen and the people I live with. I’m past the point of trying to find who and what I want to be, and now I’m just maintaining what’s been set in motion. What makes you want to be alive a week from now? I want to be alive for the people I love. I have family that depend on me and I want them to have the opportunity to find and live their own dreams. I’ve accomplished many of my own dreams so now I live to help others find their own. To me that’s a huge job that I love to do. What, if taken away, would render your life unbearable? If taken away, I couldn’t live without my family. My freedom is also important. If I can’t be free to find my path or pursue my needs or those of others, I’d be pretty miserable. What, if given to you, would render your life worth living? My life is already worth living, so I don’t need much to make it more so. I have my family, although more children are always welcome and desired. Money is nice, but as a means to an end and not a matter of pointless luxury. Life doesn’t have to be wonderful and bursting with happiness all the time; sometimes it’s the rough spots that make us better people. And becoming better people is what we’re supposed to be living for. Do you even value your own life? Yes, I value my own life. I don’t think of it as entirely mine. I didn’t create myself so I’m just playing my part in the safari called life on earth for the reasons I was designed and made, to the best of my understanding and ability. I’m honored to have been invited to play my small part. If I can leave things a little better than I found them, I consider that valuable.

I had a dream in which my brother opened his theater with a very odd choice of plays from a generic catalog of choices. The show was a murder mystery taking place in the Hippy era, without anything compelling or original. And the members of the audience kept coming backstage to hang out with the cast and crew like it was just a big party for hanging out. The murder victim, an elderly lady still wearing a blood-stained blouse from her murder in the opening scene, was making refreshments backstage and entertaining anyone who came around. Everyone seemed to have a good time even though it’s not what I would ever imagine happening at the theater in real life.

Of course I’d go! Space travel is the ultimate opportunity. I love terrestrial travel as it is, but going beyond into the great unknown of space is not to be missed. There’s no end to it and thus no end to the possibilities. If there is any spirit of adventure or discovery left in existence, it can best be satisfied in space. It doesn’t matter the danger because no great undertaking can ever be taken without it, and there is no greater undertaking that mortal man can take. Count me in!

I talk to myself incessantly. Honestly sometimes I wish I’d just shut up and let myself think once in a while. I mean, it’s fine to clarify one’s thoughts aloud sometimes, but I can do without all the animated arguments and disagreements that keep springing up lately, especially when I’m in a bad mood. I used to be much easier to get along with.

A princess most of the time, and occasionally a mermaid (yeah, I still pretend the same things sometimes). And I occasionally pretended I was a giant and would walk around in slow motion, crushing cardboard towns (and my brother’s toys) underfoot. But considering I’m fairly short even as an adult, the whole ‘giant’ character didn’t have much staying power.

A family member in north/central Arkansas got a good view from the path of totality and took some pics but they look like a bright sunny day. A full eclipse usually looks like daylight right up to the moment of totality and then it looks like pre-dawn or dusk until the moon passes. The horizons show light like a sunrise or sunset but the sky overhead is dark. When we had a partial eclipse a few years back I tried to get pics but again, on a camera without special filters, it looked like a regular sunny day, only with a slight tint to it like I was wearing sunglasses. It is pretty cool though and I would have loved to have seen it in person from a good vantage point.

I am an imaginary friend. And of I ever find out who imagined me into existence there’s gonna be some unimaginable consequences.

Trying to sleep again. I’ve been on a backwards schedule since I got back from a trip last week and I can’t get my body clock back into a nighttime schedule. So I can’t sleep when I need to and I can’t stay awake when I need to. It’s really pretty miserable. I’ve been subsisting on crappy little cat naps.

I bought a replacement screen for my laptop. I’ve been using my friend’s spare computer since my old one died and the screen got smashed shortly after. I don’t even know how it happened; I just opened it up one day and there was a big web of fractures across the screen. I haven’t put the new screen on yet, so I’m trying to see between the cracks and dead pixels to type this response.

An old Disneyland cast member t-shirt (green with vintage images on front and back) and some old stretchy jeans. Striped socks.

I seem to have too much time on my hands sometimes. I'd love to spend some of that time playing Star Wars: The Old Republic, but I turn into a very snotty child when playing video games and my family wouldn't tolerate that for long.

I'm going to see the movie this weekend so I can give the series another chance. Then I can speak about it with more intelligence (I hope).

I’d give it an 8/10. Like all online forums there are good people and bad people on them, and that always affects matters. This is no fault of the forum itself; just an unfortunate and unavoidable fact of life. It’s run pretty well and fair for the most part. The staff doesn’t fall into a lot of common pitfalls associated with most forums, and this allows the site to thrive. There have been a few mistakes here and there but nopony is perfect. Ovarall I’m very happy here. I wouldn’t have stuck around all these years otherwise.

It was only a matter of time before this all-important topic came up. So here’s the burning question; how many times a day (on average) do you visit the little tiled room with the shiny fixtures? (I thought of this thread idea while I was...well, you know).