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hummingwolf) wrote2004-01-21 12:48 pm
hummingwolf) wrote2004-01-21 12:48 pm
Still computerless
I watched the State of the Union speech last night. I watched the Democratic response too. Please help me.
Sometimes when I'm observing some cultural event, I imagine myself explaining it to someone from the past, usually Abraham Lincoln for some reason. Abe had to go without last night though, because for some reason I ended up showing the speeches and the nightly news to my parents from 20 years ago, back when they were good solid Reagan Republicans, and explaining it all to them. It was interesting explaining why Afghanistan rated mention in the speech while the Evil Empire wasn't so much as a blip. It was awkward trying to explain the advertisements to Mom and Dad. And I completely failed to come up with a good explanation for Michael Jackson.
I couldn't tell them why I was interested in talking to them twenty years later, or even who I was. I think Mom suspected. How can you tell your parents that they're dead?
In other news, I dreamed last night that I took a very powerful drug, but was disappointed to find that all it did to me was make me excessively thirsty. I realized later on that it had also given me the ability to speak to animals and plants and understand what they had to say to me, but I wasn't sure if that was a magical ability conferred by the drug or vivid hallucinations. I wonder what the dream was trying to say? The only major drug in my life these days is caffeine--I'm not even taking prescriptions or OTC stuff otherwise. Then again, it could conceivably be related to my Internet activity, but what possible relationship could there be? I mean, the Internet gives me the ability to talk with bears, bunnies, daisies, dandelions, monkeys, penguins... erm.
Again I say, please help.
Sometimes when I'm observing some cultural event, I imagine myself explaining it to someone from the past, usually Abraham Lincoln for some reason. Abe had to go without last night though, because for some reason I ended up showing the speeches and the nightly news to my parents from 20 years ago, back when they were good solid Reagan Republicans, and explaining it all to them. It was interesting explaining why Afghanistan rated mention in the speech while the Evil Empire wasn't so much as a blip. It was awkward trying to explain the advertisements to Mom and Dad. And I completely failed to come up with a good explanation for Michael Jackson.
I couldn't tell them why I was interested in talking to them twenty years later, or even who I was. I think Mom suspected. How can you tell your parents that they're dead?
In other news, I dreamed last night that I took a very powerful drug, but was disappointed to find that all it did to me was make me excessively thirsty. I realized later on that it had also given me the ability to speak to animals and plants and understand what they had to say to me, but I wasn't sure if that was a magical ability conferred by the drug or vivid hallucinations. I wonder what the dream was trying to say? The only major drug in my life these days is caffeine--I'm not even taking prescriptions or OTC stuff otherwise. Then again, it could conceivably be related to my Internet activity, but what possible relationship could there be? I mean, the Internet gives me the ability to talk with bears, bunnies, daisies, dandelions, monkeys, penguins... erm.
Again I say, please help.