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Sleepwalking
Apr. 14th, 2010 11:28 pmAn odd illusion. In bed reading after a large late dinner*, I could feel my digestion working away, and I began to hear a repeating multi-tone tune that seemed to come from my stomach and paused when I shifted. This was certainly the hooting of a bird outside, and points up the directional insophistication of human hearing, but it seemed for more than half an hour that my stomach was singing and I felt very proud of it.
Alex Mena, my uncle's brother-by-choice, is coordinating the Dallas International Film Festival this year, although I haven't had time to go to any of it. Thankfully, they're planning to rerun the best stuff over the weekend and I may be able to stop in.
Found a rather significant problem with a work project that will move the timeline back, about which I feel somewhat triumphant (as I could have told them so notably earlier, given my own head) and somewhat exhausted, since I would really like things to move foward; they will make my life easier once they work.
* A cheap good steak, one of the advantages of living in Texas. Also the source of my sandwich for lunch today, as the dinner in question was last night.
Alex Mena, my uncle's brother-by-choice, is coordinating the Dallas International Film Festival this year, although I haven't had time to go to any of it. Thankfully, they're planning to rerun the best stuff over the weekend and I may be able to stop in.
Found a rather significant problem with a work project that will move the timeline back, about which I feel somewhat triumphant (as I could have told them so notably earlier, given my own head) and somewhat exhausted, since I would really like things to move foward; they will make my life easier once they work.
* A cheap good steak, one of the advantages of living in Texas. Also the source of my sandwich for lunch today, as the dinner in question was last night.
