Had a dream last night in which a song was playing, and I was sure even on waking up that I'd heard the song before... an unflattering song about our beloved President in which the chorus was something like "Throw them sunzabitches over the edge..."; but I didn't write it down, and now after a web search I think I was given a possible blockbuster song and I threw it away. Should have recorded at least the snippet I remembered on awakening. Damn.
Another reminder of the self-correcting nature of Paleolithic diets... ate almost a quart of Ben & Jerry's Chunky Monkey ice cream last night, and was dumping oil changes all morning. Nasty. Won't do that again for a while.
Well, if all goes well, by tonight I will have the lot with bunker-style house and greenhouse signed over to me, and will have paid the final $750 towards my City of the Sun membership. Got a deep-cycle battery for the 80-watt solar panel I donated towards the COS Unternet, and can finally get that project off the drawing board. Hellzapoppin'.
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