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Of mucks and furs
Oct. 11th, 2005 09:36 pmTried to get onto both FurryMUCK and FurToonia tonight but unfortunately couldn't connect to either. Haven't been able to get to either location for the past few days... FM keeps telling me "no route to host" while FT keeps refusing connections.
Then again, I haven't been spending a ton of time MUCKing either...
Switching gears... got about 90% done with High Rhulain but I'm planning to leave the rest of the book until the next time I pull escort duty or get frustrated enough to just pick up the book and finish it. It's getting close to a showdown between Leatho Shellhound with his otters and Riggu Felis with his wildcats. I have an idea who will ultimately win, but am not even going to speculate on who's going to get killed in the process. While interesting, the book hasn't exactly been easy reading, mostly because of the varied British accents that are written into the conversation... I've had to re-read them a few times to figure out what they're saying. I suppose it's like someone trying to read a book written in Hawaiian Pidgin... because pidgin is spoken rather than written, it's easier to understand if you actually say the words out loud:
"'Ey, how come I go stay come and you go stay going already?"
"'Cause, pau awreddy! Time fo' go hele on now!"
... and so on ...
Switching gears again... the other day I had a dream (it was a daytime katnap) that was at best weird. While I forget the details, here's generally what went on:
I had parked my car in the middle of a shopping mall (how I manged to park it INSIDE the mall I have no clue). I then joined a couple of friends inside one of the stores and (I think) we shoplifted some stuff, getitng out of the store undetected. But when we got to where I had parked the car it was gone... and suddenly I realized it had been parked in the parking lot (duh)... but we had to take the long way around to get there.
Needless to say, we never made it to the car before we were stopped, questioned and arrested. I remember wondering to myself if I would be handcuffed with my hands behind my back, which happened... is this a part of lucid dreaming of sorts? At that point the entire scene transitioned to a scene from So Long, and Thanks For All The Fish... the very last scene in the book that concludes the Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy series.
Like I said, the dream was definitely weird. Interestingly enough, I don't remember if the dream was in color, though I assume it was. Thing is, though, I've heard that we dream in black and white. Maybe the next time I fall asleep I'll somehow try to ask myself if I'm dreaming in color.
Someone also once told me to try looking at my hands in my dream, because apparently that's very hard to do in a dream. I once did that, and I remember my fingers looking just like toes...
Then again, I haven't been spending a ton of time MUCKing either...
Switching gears... got about 90% done with High Rhulain but I'm planning to leave the rest of the book until the next time I pull escort duty or get frustrated enough to just pick up the book and finish it. It's getting close to a showdown between Leatho Shellhound with his otters and Riggu Felis with his wildcats. I have an idea who will ultimately win, but am not even going to speculate on who's going to get killed in the process. While interesting, the book hasn't exactly been easy reading, mostly because of the varied British accents that are written into the conversation... I've had to re-read them a few times to figure out what they're saying. I suppose it's like someone trying to read a book written in Hawaiian Pidgin... because pidgin is spoken rather than written, it's easier to understand if you actually say the words out loud:
"'Ey, how come I go stay come and you go stay going already?"
"'Cause, pau awreddy! Time fo' go hele on now!"
... and so on ...
Switching gears again... the other day I had a dream (it was a daytime katnap) that was at best weird. While I forget the details, here's generally what went on:
I had parked my car in the middle of a shopping mall (how I manged to park it INSIDE the mall I have no clue). I then joined a couple of friends inside one of the stores and (I think) we shoplifted some stuff, getitng out of the store undetected. But when we got to where I had parked the car it was gone... and suddenly I realized it had been parked in the parking lot (duh)... but we had to take the long way around to get there.
Needless to say, we never made it to the car before we were stopped, questioned and arrested. I remember wondering to myself if I would be handcuffed with my hands behind my back, which happened... is this a part of lucid dreaming of sorts? At that point the entire scene transitioned to a scene from So Long, and Thanks For All The Fish... the very last scene in the book that concludes the Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy series.
Like I said, the dream was definitely weird. Interestingly enough, I don't remember if the dream was in color, though I assume it was. Thing is, though, I've heard that we dream in black and white. Maybe the next time I fall asleep I'll somehow try to ask myself if I'm dreaming in color.
Someone also once told me to try looking at my hands in my dream, because apparently that's very hard to do in a dream. I once did that, and I remember my fingers looking just like toes...
