The Weird Dream Channel Times Two

Not a dream:
Yesterday while I was shopping in Target, my cell phone rang, and it was a friend from the early 70's whom we shall call "Z". She is the daughter of the high school drama teacher in a town where I was the news editor of the weekly paper in 1974-75, and we had a short fling when I visited her in 1977 at the army base where she was stationed. We've kept in touch, especially after she left the army and started a computer training and repair business. She's in Spokane, WA.

She called because she had a dream about me. In the dream, she had flown to Japan for my wedding. I was marrying two Japanese women. She said they were peeved that she was there, because they suspected that I was going to marry all three of them. On waking, she was even more confused because she knows I have never been to Japan, but have lived in Thailand.

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a dream tonight:
Z calls, her printer won't print. I psychically see that the USB cable is unplugged. Using telekinesis I plug it back in, and tell her to recycle the power on the printer. She says it's working now, "it's magic" I reply. She thanks me.

Upgraded

I've thought about maxing out the RAM in my home PC for a while now, went to Microcenter to see how expensive it would be, and it was much less than I thought. So I bought 8GB of 1066MHz DDR2 memory to replace the 4GB of 800MHz in the machine. Installed it after the 49er game, it took about 5 minutes, no problems at all. I don't see the speed improvement I was hoping for, but this is mostly to get ready for Windows 7 and 64-bit mode. The plan is to backup everything, wipe the C: drive and put on Windows 7 as a clean 64-bit install. I have no idea when I will actually do this.

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In other news, my Mom spent a couple of days in the hospital thanks to a "friends" in her apartment complex who left their "don't panic" buttons on their other shawls. She made the mistake of telling them she had some pains here and there, and they made the mistake of going to the front desk and calling an ambulance. Which took her to the wrong hospital, which did all kinds of scans and blood tests, then transferred her to the right hospital, where they continued the tests, finding nothing. One of the disadvantages of living in a seniors apartment. They have a nurse on site, who apparently didn't find out about it till the ambulance had driven away. She called me sounding like Mom was near death, both of us left messages for my nearest sister, who called the appropriate doctors and relayed the non-news to us. I chatted with Mom tonight, she's home, feeling no better or worse.

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This morning's project was cleaning the automated litterbox which has been retired. My hands smelled like Clorox® all day. I wonder if an animal shelter would take it as a donation? Meanwhile I ordered a second crystal litter one, which will replace the clumping litter one. Maybe.

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