Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep?

That's a book by Philip K. Dick. The movie Blade Runner was based on it. If you thought the movie was strange, the book is far stranger. Not sure why I thought of that. I think it was one of my free associations while trying to think of a title for this post.

I spent a good part of my day adding some cool, yet totally useless, gizmos to my web page. You can see the slide show. There's 49 pictures in it. And there's the tag board where you can leave messages & comments (which I've enjoyed reading so far!). On the Fun Stuff page I slaved over adding a cute, little game. I might add more. Maybe.

Said to daughter and her friend today..."If you're going to laugh until you spit out your Pepsi, spit it in your glass! Recycle! I'm on a budget here! It's your own backwash. It won't kill you!"

At my belated birthday lunch last week, with some friends, one of them asked me what I did with my dog while I was on vacation. I honestly don't know what comes over me sometimes. I replied, "You know those bags that you put things in and then suck all the air out of?" She just stared blankly at me.

I had a dream the other night that was really odd and I may turn it into a story. I dreamed that a family (mom, dad, son, daughter) somehow ended up on a planet that looked a lot like Earth but wasn't. The people there spoke the same language, lived in houses, had jobs, etc. very similar to us but there were little things that weren't quite the same. My dream even had a plot. It was so detailed and vivid that I woke up thinking this had to be a movie I saw or a book I read. But I don't think so. Since this is a highly public forum I'm not going to give away my story idea and tell you the plot. But after I write it, I'll let you know where you can read it.

The dream got totally weird, like dreams do, in some parts. At one point I was in the story rather than watching it like a movie. I was in a cave-like tunnel with some other people. It was brightly lit, not dark. I walked down the tunnel to a small group of people and sat down with them. Then I watched ME walk down the tunnel and sit down in the group of people. Then I started talking to the other me. I was sitting face-to-face, talking to myself! My mother has been known to use the phrase, "beside yourself". I've often wondered how anyone could do that. Now I know.

I dreamed about fractals last night. I've got to get out of the house tomorrow. In the morning...since it seems it's already tomorrow.