Grasshopper of Simmer
Aug. 19th, 2018 09:34 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
ismoI can tell when I've been walking a lot, because I wear holes in my pants. I went online to order some pants of the variety that I know are pretty comfortable, and that were supposed to be on sale. Nothing available in my size! I went to another site where some acceptable pants were on sale, but canceled the process when I learned they would probably be shipped to me by October 1. Guys, it's mid-August. I cannot spend the intervening month and a half lurking in the house because I have no pants. I was finally able to find a couple of pairs, but not on sale, and not in the colors I wanted. Grr. To add insult to injury, I had to pay an extra five bucks to get some stone-washed jeans, when I didn't even want that color, but it was the only one available.
I went for a walk instead of going to church. The problem with exercise is that I have to do it first, or it doesn't get done, but once I've exerted myself, I am tired and my brain is a blank. A fairly peaceful blank, but not full of productive activity. We sat by the lake, and I had thoughts like "My feet hurt. The clouds are pretty." I did make a list of things I should do professionally. Unfortunately the most important thing to do is write a lot every day. That's the hardest one.
In the dream world, I was part of a science team working to establish a colony on a new world. We were trying to catalog the native plants, and to experiment with which herbs from Earth would grow there, so we could have medicinal herbs as a backup in case we were cut off from modern medicine. While I was there, we had a visit from the World President, who turned out to be LeVar Burton. I did not believe this when I was first told of it. I thought, "Oh, he's some other black man and they can't tell them apart--like that guy who thought Kofi Annan was Morgan Freeman." But no--it really was LeVar Burton. On the one hand, I was happy that he had been elected World President. On the other hand, it turned out that he had secret plans to join the colony. I thought that if the World President wanted to emigrate, things on Earth must be even worse than I thought. Maybe he knows something we don't! I didn't think it was fair for political leaders to emigrate, because they were the ones who allowed our environment on Earth to get so bad in the first place. I realized it probably was not LeVar Burton's fault, because the World President was mostly a figurehead, but it still made me mad. This planet also had creatures we called "corn snakes." They were small and not harmful, but they had multi-colored scales like the kernels on anasazi corn.
I went for a walk instead of going to church. The problem with exercise is that I have to do it first, or it doesn't get done, but once I've exerted myself, I am tired and my brain is a blank. A fairly peaceful blank, but not full of productive activity. We sat by the lake, and I had thoughts like "My feet hurt. The clouds are pretty." I did make a list of things I should do professionally. Unfortunately the most important thing to do is write a lot every day. That's the hardest one.
In the dream world, I was part of a science team working to establish a colony on a new world. We were trying to catalog the native plants, and to experiment with which herbs from Earth would grow there, so we could have medicinal herbs as a backup in case we were cut off from modern medicine. While I was there, we had a visit from the World President, who turned out to be LeVar Burton. I did not believe this when I was first told of it. I thought, "Oh, he's some other black man and they can't tell them apart--like that guy who thought Kofi Annan was Morgan Freeman." But no--it really was LeVar Burton. On the one hand, I was happy that he had been elected World President. On the other hand, it turned out that he had secret plans to join the colony. I thought that if the World President wanted to emigrate, things on Earth must be even worse than I thought. Maybe he knows something we don't! I didn't think it was fair for political leaders to emigrate, because they were the ones who allowed our environment on Earth to get so bad in the first place. I realized it probably was not LeVar Burton's fault, because the World President was mostly a figurehead, but it still made me mad. This planet also had creatures we called "corn snakes." They were small and not harmful, but they had multi-colored scales like the kernels on anasazi corn.
