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I'm not exactly sure how last night's dream got there, but I recall how it ended. It ended with a broken staff. It was a hardwood eyebrow-height staff and it broke during practice. I think someone else was practicing with it. I examined the break and the staff distorted so it was super thick and revealed a huge knot, like the size of an apple. Being a dream, I accepted the distortion. The appleknot was the cause of the break.
PsykoAnalESis: Dan made me an escrima stick, a long and a short, many years ago back when he was still training. Maybe he made them for all of us? After I woke, I dialed into this memory. I'm sure I still have it in one of my weapons caches somewhere. The short stick, the daga, I used as a burnisher for a while. Dan said he had some special hardening recipe that he learned from his escrima guru, something involving superglue. I remember being somewhat nonplussed about the gift at the time, then his ex told me how he made them - sawing, sanding and swearing in the backyard for days - he wasn't really much of a woodworker. I appreciated them more after that and will try to locate them tomorrow. They are probably at my mom's house.
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I still have my Legbone stick.
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He made short sticks for all of us. I’m not sure mine made the move from Millbrae to the current shop. He also discovered first hand why some wood requires a very good particle face-mask when sanding or cutting.
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Right? I forgot about that mask part. So Legbone.
I can’t find my Legbone sticks. I got a lotta sticks. I know it’s here somewhere.
I did find that damn ugly skull mirror. Posted that on my gram. Still have no idea what to do with that. I probably never will.
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It was a nightmare. I was in Los Angeles, going out to breakfast at The Pantry and I couldn't find the place. The horror!
Way worse than the previous nights Brad Pitt penis dream.
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Had an actual nightmare last night. Woke up scared. Good thing there were dogs on the bed.
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The Pantry again? Is someone needing an LA breaky fix?
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No. The details are fading. I was sitting in a strange house with a couple of other people. And something was way off. I think we were trying to talk on our phones. But there was something evil about it.
I will be assuaging my Pantry fix with a trip to the Awahnee for Sunday Brunch this weekend. Bjonerud lost a bet to the Queen and the winner had to buy breakfast at the Awahnee. Yes, I suggested the bet because no matter who won, I was going to the Awahnee for breakfast. And people think I'm dumb.
Well, I am, just not where breakfast is concerned.
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That Lynch feller, he's *Breakfast* smart.
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You have to get up pretty early to get my bacon.
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(12-10-2019, 09:54 AM)Greg Wrote: Yes, I suggested the bet because no matter who won, I was going to the Awahnee for breakfast.
Well played. Well played indeed!
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Dreamt about work
Not the pantry
Not Expanse/Mando/Trek
Not a nacho hat tub with Charlize, Margot & Nicole
Not even a sword fight
Work
Dreamt I was filling in photo hyperlinks in a forum post
Waste of time this dreaming sometimes...
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Ha! Synchronicity intrudes again as may become apparent later.
I dreamt of HK. We were at the Yeti's store which had relocated to the corner of Prospect and Saratoga-Sunnyvale Rd, former home to the Blue Hills Market. Lots of my dreams seemed to come to that corner.
HK and I are in the shop, waiting on the Yeti. We decided to sleep in the bed that's at the corner of the shop while we wait. I tell him I have to leave by 6:00am which doesn't please HK. But then the Yeti arrives. At this point it becomes our job to take down the Christmas tree. We are having a terrible time trying to find the right boxes for the ornaments.
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(03-06-2020, 06:40 AM)Greg Wrote: But then the Yeti arrives. At this point it becomes our job to take down the Christmas tree. We are having a terrible time trying to find the right boxes for the ornaments.
Xmas tree? Lawd. You really don't want me to psychoanalyze that one. Such a loaded dream symbol.
So last night, I dreamt that I was with the Yeti at a salle d'armes, and for some odd reason, he wanted me to sub in for teaching a private lesson for one of his champs. My impression was that it was Sabrina, but that was never overt. I had to explain that I was a former provost but hadn't given a lesson in 30 years or so, plus that I was epee and this pupil wanted a saber/foil sort of lesson (it vacillated in the dream as things often do). Then there was this group of high level fencing masters that materialized and started observing critically. I look over at Yeti and he's smirking of course, that 'gotcha again' smirk of his. I can only manage basic lunges and a few simple feints. Finally Yeti thinks I've had enough and takes over the rest of the lesson. I step aside and think 'well, wth was that about?'
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Yeah, what the Hell? I'm not *that* mean.
Also, Sabrina is above my pay-grade now.
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