Sunday, February 22, 2009

Saturday, February 21, 2009

Dream

So I'm scaling a wall in this castle. I look behind me as I am trying to make my way up a rope that is dangling from an opening above me, and I see a line of many people. Apparently they are following me out of darkness below. I have some trouble getting into the opening because the rope, at its end, changes to a smooth piece of material that is hard for me to grip without slipping. I finally manage to hoist myself up into the opening when I notice, for the first time, that I am gripping a long sword in the right hand. The sword it quite long and sharp and thin with a groove along it. The hilt is fairly simple, wrapped in black leather with a plain black tassel hanging from it.

At this point I also notice that the opening seems foreign to the castle as it is cut perfectly square. Then I realize that I may have lead my people into a trap and I panic because I need to quickly think of a way to tell them to turn back. I stand up and move with my back along a castle wall. It is dark, but I manage to make out two wolf-like forms. I raise my sword and yell, "En Garde!" Before anything happens the room lights up and I see a man who might be an alien being standing in front of me. He has golden-blond hair and gold symbols I do not recognize on his clothing. He says, "I am a Cylon."

I look around and notice the room is set up as if to prepare for a class of some kind or for a speech by the cylons. People are glathering to listen.

Then Steve wakes me up to say goodbye before he leaves for work.

And here's where the dream begins.....

Superbowl '09 - scroll from bottom to top


This is either a real serious moment in the game, or a very kewl commercial.

Me and my nephew. And who would we be rooting for?

Kick-off baby!


Here's a heart-stopper for you. Yum..