I slept through the night like a baby. No dreams, no restlessness, not a single disturbance. When I woke this morning, the clock said 5:58. I beat the alarm by 3 minutes! I victoriously turned it off before it could beep, and hopped out of bed feeling relieved and rested.
I drank a cup of coffee, ate some cereal, and met my friend Burns at 6:45. We spent the next six hours at Dodger Stadium, standing in line for opening day tickets.
“The race for third place has already begun! Be part of the excitement at Dodger Stadium!”
Perchance to dream.
All week, I have woken up about 2 hours after I fall asleep. I end up staring at the ceiling for what seems like an eternity, before sinking into a restless slumber, waking about once every 90 minutes. I have had terrible nightmares, from which I awake with a scream somewhere between my stomach and my lips, depending on the severity of the terror.
The dreams are always the same: I’m running from someone, or someone I love has been taken from me, or there is some Big Terrifying Thing just outside my field of view. Two nights ago, I had two separate nightmares; in both of them Anne was kidnapped and I knew that I’d never see her again.
When my head touches my pillow each night, it is with a sense of grim resignation. Many mornings, I am exhausted when I get out of bed. I feel like I’m not getting any rest at all. I look and feel like hell.
Neverland
Last year, I worked on my friend Damion’s film, Neverland.
I think it’s a fantastic, risky, beautiful, and ultimately engaging film. I think it’s everything independent film was supposed to be, before “Independent Film” was co-opted by Miramax and turned into a marketing buzzword.
Of course, I’m not the most objective person where this film is concerned . . . so why don’t you take a look at the Neverland website, where you can see the trailer, some pictures, and perhaps form an opinion of your own?
The Axis of Just as Evil
This made me laugh out loud. It’s allegedly written by John Cleese, but it turns out that it originally came from Satirewire.
This title has no H3 tags!
In response to several requests, I spent quite a bit of time yesterday reworking the CSS for my site, so I could get rid of the ugly H3 tags that used to contain my entry titles. I did this primarily as a courtesy to the people who synidcate this site . . . it’s really spiffy that anyone thinks this site is worth synidcating. 🙂
I’m pretty happy with the way things look now, and I have a much better understanding of how stylesheets work. It’s pretty cool. I ran my index.php through a validator, and got 32 errors out of 540-something lines . . . not too bad. Same for the stylesheet.
Flush with the success, I felt lucky and upgraded MT to 2.63. Yeah! I didn’t break anything.
Earlier, I was goofing off when I should have been working, and I took this Star Trek personality test, at the suggestion of a WWDN reader. You can get my results by clicking “More . . . ”