dreams. Don't judge me.

I woke agitated and with some unnameable feeling almost like foreboding from weird dreams about buses. In the first the bus tour we were on in Africa left without me while I was in what I thought was a bank trying to get some money out. I was amazed, because I didn't think Eor would let them leave me behind, unless it was at gunpoint.

The dream I woke up from, a school bus had driven up the front steps of our place and onto the porch, where the school kids could look into our bedroom and down and see us sleeping, half naked (as one does, right?). I was annoyed the bus driver was being so irresponsible.

I'm blaming this on the book I'm reading, "Son of a Witch." You know the one. Too much like the real world.

guns, racial strife, gardening and homesteads

A notice about this 3-D printable gun is supposed to have been in our briefing at work yesterday, although typically of where I work the rank and file will probably get it next week and already have read about it on Facebook long before it comes out. Eor read about it LAST week, of course, and I was very annoyed he hadn't told me so I could have the jump on management. :)

Eor's take: "We really are living in science fiction." His example - quite a while back (probably late '70s) there was a sci-fi role playing game called "Traveler" which had different planets you could visit during your campaign. The Lawfulness levels of the planets were illustrated in the game book by types of weapons which would be illegal. A plastic gun would be only be legal on a world one step from complete lawlessness.

In other things I've reposted on FB, today:
Raw sewage regularly overflows in the Black neighborhood in Rochelle, Georgia - and the white mayor screams at Black lawyers, and threatens them with arrest. I felt I really had to pass that one on as I read it posted by a Black lawyer who was my best bud when we were kids. I trust him to know it's not a hoax, and after reading the article I feel sure, but my initial thought was "Whaaat? Preposterous!".

I'm not going to give you the whole FB rundown, today. Too much bother for too little gain.

We worked in the yard and filled the dumpster AGAIN. Still not done with spring cleanup. The pak choy and radishes are sprouting, and I'd better get some mesh up for the snow peas to climb on very soon. :)

My cousin is thinking of selling his house, which has been in the family for almost 200 years and is on ten acres of land with a quiet little river that looks perfect for kayaking in running along the back boundary line. We're looking for just that kind of property, but he lives an hour South. Too far to commute. :( Also, he hasn't decided what he wants for it, so I probably should not have even expressed any interest in the matter. If I offered what we can afford he might feel insulted, or if he sold it to me for that, because I'm family and won't raze the house or parcel off the land, he might feel resentful because he could get more for it.