Morning!

What were your childhood dreams?

I dreamed my childhood would never end. So far, so good.

Good morning.

Ate dinner last night with a bunch of Rs, including one who went to Iraq in May 03 to arrange CoDels from that end. He said that something like 275 members of congress visited Baghdad in the year he was there. Was rewarded with Ambassador to Belgium for his service in Iraq.

retire early

Funnyman Bill Maher takes on the funny business with the Diebold machines and the very odd election results in New Hampshire.

Some key quotes:

MAHER: I’m not saying something went wrong, but it does bother me that a private company runs the polling machines and that only they certainly, seem to know what went on in that [New Hampshire election].

CRIER: What I’m glad about is that whole controversy’s come up and that they’re going to go back and take a look. It’s going to elevate the whole voting machine issue in the minds of the American people before the elections

[APPLAUSE]

MAHER: We have so much debate, and there’s so much interest in this election…but it all comes to naught if we can’t trust what the result is.

CoDels = ?

As a child, I dreamed that one day, I would assist in the struggle to rid the world of it’s evil simian overlords. I never thought it would come true.

Congressional Delegations.

George Bush’s childhood dream:

WW III started by prankster

Attention Orson Welles fans, it didn’t happen.

what - you never dreamed of living in a country where torture was found to be legal?

Cited by RevDeb below:

http://www.mcclatchydc.com/hom.....24654.html

I thought the writers were on strike. Is HBO out of the loop?

Childhood dreams . . . . . . I had a recurring nightmare, but I won’t go into that here.

Certainly not doing anything like I thought I might be, but no complaints here.

twolf - you funny!

Coffee’s ready - hold out your cups…!

I wanted to be an astronaut. When I was a kid and there was a space launch, I always somehow had some mystery illness that kept me home from school those days.

I am very content doing exactly what I am doing now…

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Was rewarded with Ambassador to Belgium for his service in Iraq.

You sure it wasn’t for servicing Larry Craig? I understand those Belgian waffles are something special.

not just illegal, but foreseeable!!!

Chilling.

Good morning Christy!

I’ve got running lists of dreams and ideas. Childhood dream of helping kids in other countries worked out pretty well. On my birthdays I get out the list and see if there’s anything I’m ready to do. At 40 I took a big leap and signed up for singing lessons. Still on the list: see the northern lights, go whale watching, see a manned space launch, see the Berlin Wall or what’s left of it, learn how to iceskate backwards.

Good Morning Christy,
My very first dream was to be a princess, let’s just be honest here.
But in my defense, I also wanted to be a petrologist -a rock doctor- and as a gradeschooler, was thrilled when my dad gave me a rockhammer for Christmas.
Still have it -and I do know where that is which may not bode well for my computer tho.

Most of all I always wanted to do Good. And I hope that I am.

Redd,
We know you were daydreaming about anchoring the best progressive blog on the net while you were watching those fruit loops get soggy and sink to the bottom of your bowl. Tell the truth now.

One does not dream about becoming a storytelling milliner, which I was doing for a while and will be doing again in the future. It kinds of just happens.

As a child I wanted to travel and see different parts of the world. In some ways that has happended through books, documentries and now the toobzs. And reading a lot about mythology, folklore and storytelling.

I’m about to embark on my latest dream, I’m applying to a graduate program in British Columbia. I’m fortunate enough to see the ways I allowed myself not to fulfill some of my dreams, and now I’m creating the opportunity to do so.

Interesting theme, Christy. Dreams and the dreamers who dreamed them. Oh, my. As noted from time to time, David is being “treated” for cancer. Ugly disease, ugly treatment. Fry ‘em, poison ‘em and hope to beat it into submission. That is my working dream right now.

Childhood dreams? Wow. That takes me back a year or two. Actress. Teacher. Writer. Horseback rider. Professional reader *g*. Was part of a children’s touring theater group for a while. Changed major from education to communications. Have written most of my life. Never overcame fear of riding horses (which I deeply regret). Reviewed manuscripts for a publisher, so I guess that constitutes professional reading. What I had in mind was to be paid a handsome sum to sit in my comfy chair, sipping coffee, reading, reading, reading whatever strikes my fancy and then . . . reading some more.

you know Ray, I didn’t appreciate that this morning, this is Pull Up a Chair, not Late Nite.

“The prospect of a socialist governing the nation’s most volatile state sparked nothing less than a revolution in American politics.”

Once upon a time, we had real candidates.

Not illegal - LEGAL.

The court found the conduct of the U.S., towards its captives, to have been foreseeable. One cannot, at law, be bound to anticipate the *illegal* actions of another. Therefore, by implication, we’ve just had a United States District Court of Appeals find that torture is - legal.

I’m going back to bed.

The odd thing is that the dissenting judge was Janice Rogers Brown! I think we need lots more background on who that panel of 3 are and what gulag they come from.

but as Elliot said, this is PUAC—a discussion probably better saved for another thread.

Good morning Christy, fine day today. Fresh squeezed orange juice anyone?

I always wanted to live on a farm growing up as an Army brat. A little spread in the country always seems to be just out of reach financially. So I plow up the yard. :)

Dream for the future?

A president who can pronounce nuclear but thinks it’s a dangerous word.
A president who adheres to the Constitution.
A president who values the lives of the living.
A president whose mommy doesn’t wear pearls.

Good Morning, Christy,
When I was a kid, I wanted to be an actor, writer, musicican.
Took drama, some acting classes and eventually, not until I was working full time and raising 3 kids, I finally get involved with a local, community theatre. Man, was that fun! Exhausting, but fulfilling a dream nontheless.

I’ve always been a news junkie. I wanted to be a reporter and be in the middle of the action. I never seriously pursued it.
Now, 30yrs later, I’m still a news junkie and get my daily fix on the internet.

I like your dream, twolf1.

Christy, Sir Edmund Hillary was a hero of mine also, as I noted here the day of his passing. Coming from a hiking, skiing, climbing family of four brothers & one sister (me), I got many chances to fulfill the dreams that grew from reading about Sir Edmund while growing up. Doing Half Dome in Yosemite w/one of my bros was the biggest fulfillment of those dreams. That was 15 yrs. ago @ age 32- what a great memory.

Not a dream from childhood, but as a long time single parent, I dreamed of helping my daughter grow up to be a strong, caring woman in a tough world, one who would fight w/courage of her convictions to make our planet a better place for all. Turning out better than I had ever dreamed of on that score- she’s amazing @ age 26. Thank you for all you are & all you do, my dearest Natalie. Happy Birthday, too :-)

Most of all I always wanted to do Good. And I hope that I am.
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From what I see and know, you’re doing a fine job of doing that.

I no longer remember what I dreamed about as a child. Certainly not exactly what happened. But I’ve taken what has come along, which has allowed me to indulge quite a few fantasies that I might have had.

My dream was quite simple: just being outdoors, anywhere. That’s where I loved to be, and still do. Fallow farm fields, forests, near a stream - anywhere to get closer to nature. When things are getting me down, I head outdoors until I’m more centered. Works like a charm every time.

I have had lots of dreams, most of them have vanished with my disability. But I did lose 200 lbs, ride a horse, fly on an airplane and swim in the ocean again. Am searching for a new goal considering my circumstances.

But living for today, being happy with what life brings me today, making the people around me better for my life experiences, that is my aim. I have faced death 3 times, and I know that I want to make a real difference in the people around me. That is my personal daily goal.

bigger goals? Go on a two day trail ride. I can’t even ride a horse for more than an hour right now. Dreams have to be big, right?

How are those singing lessons? I started singing in public when I was in my mid-30s, doing community theater, moved on to choir and then to opera chorus singing. It is the best thing I ever did.

speaking to the election results comments: That’s all well and good but we are just like battered wives beating their children, in that, we are only willing to get up in arms about it when it’s one of our own. Where was all this outrage in 2004, when the article came out in discover magazine that alluded to this fraud in the 2000 elections and predicted it in the 2004 elections?? I know, because I posted on it frequently and people called me crazy. I don’t think Hillary cheated. And I believe the republicans would LOVE to run against an untested Obama with an admitted drug history. If you haven’t noticed they have been doing a great job of being racist and sexist in these very tricky bull crap ways. I just want to say where were these accusations when the republicans were clearly cheating?

Now back to my dreams.

When I was about 8 years I lived in a close knit catholic urban neighborhood. I lived next door to a family of 8 kids who ranged in age from two years younger than I, up to 21. One morning 4 of the girls came running outside crying and screaming. Their brother had been drafted. I was very upset that the gov’t could make someone go to war if they did not want to. I had watched the news results and hated cartoons. I understood then, the total futility of war. I loved Martin Luther King and was so amazed by his example. If he, after all he had been through as a black man in such a hostile environment could call for Peace, could be a beacon of light for peace, then dammit so could I.

That began my cause, my life purpose. Then at the age of 12 I was assaulted by a group of 8 boys in my now suburban neighborhood. How do seemingly normal boys act like this?? What happens to them that they become such animals or cannot stand up to each other. Then I began studying communication. I studied Martin Luther King and became interested in interculture communication. How can we all get along if we don’t accept that what is “right” for one culture might be dead “wrong” for another? How can we get to a place as humans that accepts dual realities? How can we move from the rigid thinking and black and white interpretations that keep us frozen in a quest for control over one another? How can we respond validly to one another instead of from judgments and biases that are meaningless.

I studied scientific methodologies and found that it’s not just ignorant people who have trouble divorcing themselves from strongly held beliefs. I learned about how our sciences are full of human biases that prevent us from seeing facts and screw up our scientific inquiries. Smart people make the identification error of treating judgements as facts.

Then I began working in a mental hospital and found that there were folks who were violent toward themselves. I found that they had something in common with all violent behavior. They invalidate themselves and have been invalidated. I began linking power and control and invalidating environments. Today I am driven to start a peace center that treat survivors of violence while collecting out comes that would help to further “best practices” and also help us “prevent” violence. I am interested in collecting information on all violence and collecting the invariant relationships instead of focusing on how they are different from one anothers. My underlying thesis is that “invalidation” is an invariant characteristic of all violence.

I am living my dream, but I still need several millions dollars in a trust to make it happen. My colleagues and I buy lottery tickets and know that the first thing we would do, is make this center a reality.

Love to all, thanks for letting me talk about my dreams. Linking domestic violence, intrapersonal violence, intercultural violence and domestic violence so that humans can find the path to peace is my passion. I like to think that I am doing it one client at a time despite my dream of doing it on a larger scale.

I dreamed of helping my daughter grow up to be a strong, caring woman in a tough world, one who would fight w/courage of her convictions to make our planet a better place for all.
Marie, that’s beautiful. That’s something I’ve dreamed too and it worked out well for me and my daughter as well. She turned 25 a week ago.
Happy birthday to all the daughters out there.

When i was a child, my Father was stationed on the island of Okinawa and I watched the ships sail in and out of the port of Naha. The Island led me to to become fascinated by the people, the history and those ships. I have to admit to reading all those Forester books and I’ll admit, the Hornblower series.

I was lucky enough to see the world, but the only way I was able to take that around the world cruise was on the tax payer’s dime. Thanks, you guys! It was a blast! I even got back to Okinawa.

Elliot,
I think of you as interested in the so-called protection of civil-rights by our current admin. News below thread from me and on TPM Muck about the demotion of two of his right hand honchos, Rivera and the name-escapes-me-gotta-run-no-time-for-linking Marthas Vinyard vationing while preparing a case in Boston scammer.

Good morning Christy. In one of my paralegal classes (I think it was Critical Thinking), the professor wanted us to list out 20 things we’ve always wanted to do, but never had the time to do. They had to be big things…you know…dreams. Well, it was a very visceral experience for myself and others, because we realized how far off track we were in our lives! Yikes. He then wanted us to pick one and actually do it or start the process now to achieve it. It was a lot of fun. I still have the list. When this class finally ended he told us to hold onto it to always remind ourselves where we’re supposed to be.

When I was at RevDeb’s service last Sunday she said
Make your life a blessing for the world.

It was part of a very beautiful sermon, and that line was from one of her teachers.

Talk about something inspirational to build a dream on.

Thanks for that. :)

And good luck with the Powerball. I understand that’s a long shot.

To be a historian or a political journalist–I was already an in your face person. Got to be the first rather than the second.

Then I met the progressive blogosphere and am getting to realize a bit of the second part by being a factoid obsessive commenter on FDL, chez EW and lost in the crowd, DKos.

Thank you Blogosphere for letting me live out my childhood dream.

Wanted to live abroad and got to do that too for 11 years.

Happy (belated) Birthday to your daughter, demi. Hard work raising the young ones while juggling life changes, career needs, & everything else thrown in along the way, but the results can make you realize that above it all, it’s the best hard work you ever did.

Morning, Christy.

One of my favorite quotes ever:

“Life is what happens to you while you’re busy making other plans.”

– John Lennon, from the song, “Beautiful Boy (Darling Boy)”

This single quote influenced me more than any other that I can readily recall.

Childhood dream? Not to have to go to school.

OT..

Teachers Sue to Block Hotel Worker’s Union Vote in Nevada Caucus

The lawsuit argues that the Nevada Democratic Party’s decision, decided late last year, to create at-large precincts inside nine Las Vegas resorts on caucus day violates the state’s election laws and creates a system in which voters at the at-large precincts can elect more delegates than voters at other precincts. The lawsuit employs a complex mathematical formula to show that voters at the other 1,754 precincts would have less influence with their votes.

NYT

My grandad was in the Navy during WWI (Robert Fisk’s father’s “Great War For Civilisation”). He never saw any action but spent the war on convoy duties in the North Atlantic. My childhood was filled with stories of those days at sea, with coffee cups with no handles so you would warm your hands. I never wanted to do anything but go to sea. National Geographic was also a staple in our home and every Saturday morning there were the old 1930’s adventure serials on the tube. My favourite teacher (3 years of history like you didn’t read in the history books) taught us that the world was a huge apple to be savored. I wanted to see the world. So I joined the Navy at 17 and began to live my dream. Fourteen years later I had visited more countries than I could remember, fought in a war, spoke Spanish, Japanese, Vietnamese and Tagalog. French, the language of my ancestors, eluded me. Just don’t have the ear, or something. I had had a wonderful time but it was time to spend more time in the US so I spent the next 10 years getting to know this beautiful country. By now I’m in my early 40’s and the world is changing. Time to settle down. When asked what I’ve done with my life I tell people that I’ve done things that 10 people could only dream of. Now it’s a mundane workaday world, just trying to get by. Got a home full of kitties, books and music but I sure miss those adventurous days. Not able to fully get away from the rush I’ve involved myself in local social issues and politics. Being hassled by the local heat isn’t exactly chasing guerrillas in the jungle but it’ll have to do. Can’t run like I could when I was 20 anyway. What would I do if time and money were no object? Buy a huge house and fill it with books, music and rescued kitties. And be much more involved in making my community a better place. Each day I wake up alive I view as an opportunity to be a better person and to work toward making a reality of the visions of Gandhi, Buddha, and Dr M L King, Jr. Following the path of Tao.

My grandad was right. There’s nothing like a sunrise or a sunset at sea. Nothing. Now I stand on the beach watching the sun set on the Gulf of Mexico and all those memories are there. Who needs photos?

Ain’t it the truth.
One of my fondest memories from those times was when I was up alone, after midnight. Everyone else was asleep. I was sitting in my livingroom, sewing patches on my middle son’s cub scout shirt. I’m by no means a seamstress, but the patches stayed on. I just felt so surrounded by the love of my family. And, I was loving myself.

Masaccio–I always enjoy hearing about your concerts.

Took singing lessons for 3 years, did some solo work as well as singing in the choir, then set it aside to have more time for the kids. I could make the Sunday mornings work but needed the Thursday nights free to be available for questions with homework. Now that they’ve flown the coop perhaps I can start up again. More likely to restart flute performances.

I need photos. Sunsets AND kitties.

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Thank you for sharing your story @ FDL this morning. I feel privileged to read about your life, wavpeac.

Dennis gets to ask for it because he has the money to pay for it.
The idea is to prove that it was in fact a fair election (the poll workers would certainly have noticed strangers showing up to vote!) and that having a paper trail is the best way to go. (Also it will demonstrate whether optical-scan counting is trustworthy when compared to hand counting.)

Childhood dreams? I didn’t dream very big. I wanted to be a teacher.

As an older kiddo, I dream of one day, once again, in my lifetime, having a statesperson in the WH.

I want the votes to be re-counted. And, I’ll donate to that cause. I have no idea if there was anything hinky, but it would be nice to test these machines before November.

A lot of us here are parents and I think something that we need to remember about childhood dreams (our own or those of our kids) is that sometimes what we do and say as parents has such a huge effect on our chidren. When I was a kid, all I wanted to do was to be a costume designer either in Hollywood or New York. My parents discouraged that. They wanted me to be a doctor. “Do the smart thing — the safe thing.” I was so torn between doing what I wanted to do and doing what my parents wanted me to do that I actually did neither. Yes, I sew and I sew a lot - but what I learned from that was to tell my kids that they should never, ever allow anyone to tell them that they can’t do something they want to do. My husband and I have made it our business in life to encourage them strongly in their endeavors - even when we were not so sure ourselves if it would work out for them.

I wanted to be an artist. I could just see the paintings in my mind but I couldn’t get them out on paper. I was frustrated but always made art. My Mom, probably not meaning anything by it, said I should find a career , not in art. I spent many years trying things and made art to support myself and children as a single mother. Finally I feel like an artist although I have made my living as one for many years.

Morning, Kiddo,
You are Lahoma are both teachers, right?
You are Both Huge Blessings for our world.
And, that’s Big.

Teaching: one of THE most important jobs there is, usually w/the lousiest pay ;-)

I’m betting you’re a damn good one, too, kiddo.

And a statesperson once again in the WH- shared dream there for sure…

Good Morning everyone…

Elmore and I are creating our own Bucket List…. that list of things we want to do before we die….IT is going to be a very long list.

I learned this first hand when I was in my early 20’s when my uncle died at 59. My father who was stationed on New Zealand during WWII and all through my childhood he would say…. someday I’m going to go back. Within a year of my uncle’s death, my parents spent a month vacationing both islands.

Last summer I repeated it… someday I was going back to Greece and did…Now we are planning a three week road trip through Europe(not necessarily driving).

Beautiful thought, beautiful life.

I’m watching Bill Maher sans writers. Not bad….not great.

I have to say that I love it that we will finally get some serious attention paid to the hackability of the electronic voting machines. And all it took was Hillary Clinton winning an election unexpectedly. We shoulda known.

My childhood dream was to be an astronaut, once there were astronauts. I wanted, I still want, to walk on the moon. It’s unlikely to happen; I’ll never be an astronaut, but maybe there’ll be tourist flights before I die.

Another dream was to ride one of the White Stallions of the Spanish Riding School. That one’s come true, sideways. He’s not an SRS stallion, but he’s a lovely talented Lipizzan gelding and he lives at my house. So one of the way-out dreams has come true.

I’m dreaming now. I want justice to make her return. Vote Demo. It might help turn the dream into reality. I like Edwards.

Childhood dreams? I didn’t dream very big. I wanted to be a teacher.

just a teacher
kiddo, how you kid.

No greater gift than to teach with a good heart
to teach for the future

And a very good morning back atcha!

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Who needs photos?

If you post a link, I’ll take a peek. :)

Here’s a photo website that is part of my daily ritual.

And a particularly fetching image from the Solstice.

Now we are planning a three week road trip through Europe(not necessarily driving).

About ten years ago the ex and I traveled around Eastern Poland on public buses..it was fun.

Thanks for sharing your story and your dream. ;-)

Lahoma is reading FDL. She tells me you are nice and she likes your comments. I do too.

Most every dream has come to fruition. I wanted to be a soldier and ended up in Nam. I wanted to be an artist and have had so far a partnership in a tattoo studio, a custom car and bike paint shop and now a artglass studio (aboutartglass.com come on by and take a peek!)I wanted to marry a BEAUTIFUL fairy princess and I did(gonna scor BIG points with THAT one donchknow!) And I’m not finished dreaming. When I was very young my Grandmother told me “you don’t streatch out your arm you’re never gonna reach NOTHIN!” I’ve tried to live my life reachin.

Lahoma and i like your stuff, Elliott. ;0)

Off to help with props and production for Hello Dolly with the local theater company. In some way I may be assisting some of the performers in the pursuit of their dreams. One never knows what comes from lending a hand, being kind to strangers and having faith.

Good morning to you both. Love to read your comments here as well, not just on politics etc., but about how much you two care about each other.

The last trip was Planes, Ferries and autos…. This time we are looking for Planes, trains, ferries, autos and the Chunnel thrown in.

Wow… Bill Maher is talking about election fraud… wowowowowow

Ok… getting the tennies on… going to keep the one promise I made to myself…. I lost 75lbs in 2002-2003 and need to get back to my goal weight. Catch you later

Off to help with props and production for Hello Dolly with the local theater company. In some way I may be assisting some of the performers in the pursuit of their dreams. One never knows what comes from lending a hand, being kind to strangers and having faith.

tell Dolly we said “Hello”

I had thousands of slides but all but two boxes were stolen when my house was burgled in San Diego in 1975. So I’m stuck with only memories. Bunch of punks from USS DIXIE, a destroyer tender, had decided they wanted all my stuff. I never got any of it back but some of my friends from SEAL Team One and I caught them on base one afternoon. Hopefully they learned the lesson.

Sounds like fun.
Once you are kind to a stranger, doesn’t that make you neighbors?
Just wondering out loud here.
We are taught to loves our neighbors.
Once we reach out to anyone, we have created a bond, a relationship.
I’m working on the morning service for tomorrow, scripture, hymns and all that, so your comment struck a chord with me.
Can you hear the organ being played in my living room right now?

OT..Christy got the lead paragraph in the Media Matters slam on Tweety.

link

Around the age of 10 (1974) I decided I wanted to invent either faster than light space travel or superhuman artificial intelligence. By the time I graduated high school in 1981 I had decided the first was probably either impossible or beyond my reach, but that the second was almost certainly possible. Life got in the way, though, and instead of causing the Singularity I ended up writing a rather twisted story about why it might not be such a good idea.

LOL Actually, as a kid, I always wanted to be President. And a princess. And a chef. But mostly, I wanted to be a writer. Maybe someday I’ll get around to that book I’ve always wanted to write…

Northern Lights, just for you. :)

You can send me the saved air fair at your leisure. (wink)

Years ago, I lived in Juneau, AK. The Northern Lights were certainly something we saw every year, but not every season and not all that often because of the perpetual rain clouds hovering overhead. But early December is really the time of year to go, if you care to. One of the most vivid memories I have of the Northern Lights was an evening when I went out to Mendenhall Lake with a girl friend. It was about -15 Farenheit and the sky was a condition pilots call “severely clear”. The Aurora Borealis was simply stunning, filling the sky from horizon to horizon. Zephers of green transforming in a millisecond to orange and then purple would race across the sky. My friend and I stood back to back and locked arms, then one bent over and the other rested with a full view straigt up at sky. The fun part was to start to rotate and let the light show totally mesmerize us. I’ve had occasion to seek to go through the Doors of Perception, and I must admit that that one magic night is perhaps the most psychedelic experience I’ve ever had. Sweet dreams are made of this.

To all our progressive brothers and sisters:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=k-8UcIpFtNY

Well, I never became Sir Lancelot, Sergeant York, or Chuck Yeager. I didn’t write the great American novel. Still, I think my most important dreams have come true. I’ve been fortunate in having the finest parents, wife, and children I could imagine (all Democrats). I hope I’ve been the kind of son, husband, and father they imagined. Now I’m having fun with some really fine grandchildren. I hope the future offers them the opportunities I had for a decent life in this country.

I know I’m going to sound like the former HS teacher/English prof. that I am, but you’ve already written one book, Christy. A compilation of all your posts here @ FDL would make a good sized, very enjoyable volume for my poli-sci shelf…

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As an older kiddo, I dream of one day, once again, in my lifetime, having a statesperson in the WH.

Sorry kiddo, that’s not a dream, that’s a delusion. (wink)

Every stranger is a prospective friend.

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I have no idea if there was anything hinky, but it would be nice to test these machines before November.

I have a dream. We recycle all the DREs and OptiScan machines and vote on paper ballots. Just like adult democracies do. It’s funny but this seems to be the advice of ever honest computer science Ph.D. that I read who has real expertise on the matter.

I’m guessing you mean childhood dreams as in “hopes and dreams”, rather than the more prosaic, “dreams I had when I was a child, during the Rapid Eye Movement stage of sleep”.

But I’m going to answer the second version anyway. I had this one recurring dream about being chased by a giant set of chattering teeth.

Then, around middle school age, I would dream that my male gerbil was pregnant. But he couldn’t actually *have* the babies, because, well, he was a boy. But in the dream, that little technicality somehow hadn’t prevented him from getting pregnant. I would always puzzle over that when I woke up.

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Wow… Bill Maher is talking about election fraud… wowowowowow

It up at Brad Blog for posterity.

I’m sorry to hear about your misfortune.

I LOVE your art glass work! Wow…I’ve dabbled in fusing glass and if I had more time could get really addicted.

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instead of causing the Singularity I ended up writing a rather twisted story about why it might not be such a good idea.

I’ve read enough of Ray Kurzweil to be in equal measures fascinated and repulsed by his vision. I’m not particularly looking forward to the Singularity, what with Big Brother doing the database.

When did you live on Okinawa? I was stationed there 1967-1969. One of my sons was born there.

Living out your dreams:

Great book by Po Bronson: What Should I Do With My Life

Stories of people who tried to follow their dreams, including both those who reached their goals and those who did not. Totally inspiring. And dreams are defined in many different ways.

I recently went to a creativity workshop and tried to figure out what was my new dream. Couldn’t come up with it. Turns out that’s because there isn’t just one, have multiple ideas which I am calling “Evolving dreams”

I dreamed that my parents would get back together, that my step-mother would quit drinking and put down the knife so I could put down the chair, that my grandfather was wrong: that God was not some unyielding, vicious being ready to sentence me to eternal torture if I didn’t please him, that I would survive to join a group of people dedicated to truth, honesty, compassion, and the welfare of all for I knew it was vital and one couldn’t do it alone, that those were goals of the people of America as I had been taught in school.

Well, I survived, but I’ve recognized the truth of this: none of us is getting out of here alive so now that I enjoy some freedom as long as I don’t want too much I work for the recognition of truth, the recognition that compassion and insistence on the welfare of all is the only rational stance and I dream that I will change two minds before I die and those two minds will change two and that maybe, just maybe humanity will survive, having become more humane…

Watching Bill Maher. It was said at DKos that this was the worst ever. I don’t agree. I think they stood up pretty well to Tony Snow’s b.s.

Having had the opportunity to face mortality, cancer - 3 years clean, I cannot say that I wanted to jump out of planes or scale mountains. What I wanted was a normal everyday life, going the grocery store, fill the car with gas, mow the lawn or just enjoy the company of my loved ones. It’s the small things in life we talk for granted, not the Everest opportunities.

So just take a moment to enjoy the fact that you are alive.

Far out.

Very interesting juxtapostion of images and music.
Eery.

Back to dreams of youth. I wanted to be a writer, an arch