The Dream...

Okay, I’m done messing with Llorca. On the blog anyway. In real life he’s just going to have to man up and get over our brief-but-bitter affair.

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I had that dream where it’s the first day of class and… well, I guess there are several variations: You’re late, or you’re not wearing pants, or maybe it’s not the first day at all, and you’re just late for the big test.

For me, I was just in the wrong room, and in the wrong building in fact.

I had a quick fix though. I went outside and flew to the right building. I just spread my arms and off I went…

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Grades are posted—I got two As this summer (it’s old news, I know, but hell, I just like saying it).

So this week I should be able to register for fall classes.

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You know, being close enough to home to go eat lunch there is great and all, but there's never a thing on TV.

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THEGIRL was promoted to the older toddler room today. My girl! THEBOY'S class got an infusion of new kids. He's now an elder statesman in there. I expect him to run things like Marlon Brando in Apocalypse Now.

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Man, I heard this band today and was stunned at how much they sounded like the Rolling Stones. Beefier production, but drumming like Charlie Watts, vocal inflections like Jagger... I sat through it just to see who these ripoff artists were.

Turns out it was "Rough Justice," aka the new Rolling Stones song. That would explain a lot. Best thing they've done in a long time. Chances I'll buy it or even sit through it again: zero.