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2007-04-02 - 11:14 p.m.

A Little Bit of Everything

What do Chastity Bono, Budweiser Clydesdales, the Astros, my Dad, and Dooce all have in common?

They all showed up in my dreams in the last 24 hours. I met Chastity at a dinner party. I kept looking at her thinking "Shit, that's Cher's daughter." My Dad and I went to an Astros game where the Budweiser Clydesdales were being paraded one by one through a narrow gated sidewalk area where the fans streamed in. And Dooce showed up at my house marveling at the fact that some other famous blogger sent me a couple packages of stickers. ("She never sends ANYONE anything! Wow!")

Lately, I've been trying to will myself, as I fall asleep, to wake up in my dreams (lucid dreaming), so I can really have some fun. So far, no luck. It's only happened to me once before when I was in my late teens, purely by accident. I didn't even realize you COULD wake up in your dreams and control them.

In that particular dream, it was the first day of science class. I was sitting on a stool at one of those lab tables, and I thought it was odd that the teacher wouldn't tell us her name. She hadn't written it on the board either. I knew something was wrong. Suddenly it dawned on me that I was dreaming. I jumped up, ran out of the room and started yelling "This is a dream! This is a DREAM! I can do WHATEVER I WANT!" The hallway turned out to be in a mall, and I knocked over a huge potted plant and pushed over a security officer. Because I could. (I'm not very polite in dreams, am I?)

It was one of the coolest experiences I've ever had. Then again, that was before I tried X. (OMG! meow MEOW smiley smiley)

Anyhoo, I'd love to be able to control my dreams, at least every once in awhile, so I shall continue to try lucid dreaming mental exercises. Especially since drugs are bad, naughty and wrong. *smirk*

I'm wondering if you guys have experienced lucid dreams. Tell me ebbything!

In other news, I didn't do shit in my actual waking life today. Sure, I had nachos for lunch and two corn dogs for dinner. Shuddup. I ran out of salad. I brought another load of stuff in from the trunk. Last item left: Nightstand! Other than that, I pretty much napped and watched TV (an hour an a half of "The Girls Next Door" on E! WTF? I like Holly, Bridget annoys me, and Kendra REALLY annoys me. But I'm so relieved to know that Kendra realizes she has an oversized head. How she ever became a Playmate and one of Hef's live-in girlfriends is beyond me, considering the choices the man has. I think he needs a brunette gf again for a change. So sick of those bleach blondes that all look alike. At least Holly's smart(ish) with a normal-sized head on her shoulders).

That, people, was my day. I can't believe I spent time watching and analyzing Hugh Hefner's boobimbo patrol. Although, I have to say, I like Hef. He went out, launched an industry, achieved his dream and is living the life on his terms. When he dies, that really will be the end of an era. He's one of those celebrities you always think will be around, ya know?

Goddamn, PMS makes me bizarrely nostalgic.

Oh, speaking of which, while I was online this afternoon (oooo, I did manage to do something else!), I decided on a whim to find some Japanese music on Rhapsody. Never really occured to me to check into world music before. I was in the mood for that soothing mystical-type music you hear in movies, and Japanese restaurants. I listening to the Japanese flute for awhile, but it was kinda eerie and unsettling. I need to find some of that harp/string stuff. The kind that makes you feel like you're floating. I'm thinking of rice paper, lanterns and cherry blossoms, people. Help me out. Any suggestions?

Tomorrow I plan to move forward with my Second Life stuff. Ordering DSL and doing more computer research. I've been checking out Natalia's Second Life Blog which is full of helpful guides and amazing SL snapshots (check out her Flickr album of outfits!) I wanna be a smart sassy bombshell in my "new" life. Tall with long shapely legs and plenty of curves. In real life, I've only got the curves. Ah, well.

And for all you guys who think SL is silly (and for those who don't, but would like a good laugh), check out the one-page parody Get a First Life. Hilarious!

Before I toddle off, to investigate the night and eat more corn dogs, I have to say I haven't thanked Kungfukitten enough for introducing me to the Back Dorm Boys (a.k.a. Two Chinese Boys, Chinese Backstreet Boys, etc).

My favorite video thus far has to be "I Want It That Way." Yes, they are wearing Rockets jerseys (Yao Ming, yo). Be sure to watch the last minute of this to see the "blooper" reel. So goddamned funny. I've probably watched this video 25 times, if not 30. I haven't embedded a YouTube video until now. Whee! I feel so hip.

Enjoy! And have a nice day at work tomorrow, you poor dears. I will sleep in, lounge around in my pj's and watch enough "ER" and "Law & Order" for all of us. When you need a smile, think of bunnies. When you need a laugh, think of two Chinese boys in a dorm, lip-synching their hearts out to cheesy American pop music. Ahhhh. Life is good, no?