Monday, August 04, 2008

Fighting Back, Homeland Insecurity, -and- Garbage Police

Fighting Back - man kills 1 of 3 armed intruders
Homeland Insecurity - Hawaii man accused of helping China design missile
Garbage Police - San Francisco mayor proposes $1,000 fine for not sorting trash

On this day in history: August 4, 1994 - Howard Stern withdraws his candidacy for governor of New York, ostensibly to avoid complying with the financial disclosure laws.

Born on this day in history: August 4, 1901 - Louis Armstrong (1901 - 1971) Born in New Orleans, jazz trumpeter and singer Louis Armstrong began playing with local bands and on riverboats. In 1947, he formed the All Stars, a Dixieland-style sextet. Armstrong appeared in over 50 films, and had many hit recordings, including "Mack the Knife" and "Hello Dolly!" His autobiography, "Satchmo: My Life in New Orleans," was published in 1954.

Scripture of the Day: Those who had been scattered preached the word wherever they went. - Acts 8:4

Video of the Day: "Vanishing Point 2008"

My dreams are often strange. This morning's dream—following a return to sleep after a bathroom visit—easily qualifies as one of the strangest. I found myself on the stage of an outdoor amphitheatre. The stage had a full compliment of guitars, amplifiers, speaker boxes, microphones, keyboards, and drums. I was standing in the center of the stage, near the front. I was holding the Samick Stratocaster I recently purchased. The guitar strap hung across my chest and over my shoulder. One end of the Monster Cable was plugged into the guitar, and the other end of the 25' cable was plugged into the Crate amplifier I recently purchased.

(I find it interesting that elements of reality are often integrated into dreams.)

Musicians began taking their positions on the stage, and a great wave of people began filling the large open area facing the stage. Soon, the musicians were all in place and had completed the tuning ritual. All looked to me for a sign.

Suddenly, without hesitation or consideration, I began to play and sing a medley of rock anthems from the 1960s. It was a very young crowd—late teens and early 20s. As they moved to the music and mouthed the lyrics, they began aging noticeably! Gradually, with each song, they progressively aged.

The dream ended, and I awakened. It was not an unpleasant dream. In fact, I was smiling when I awakened. It was, however, a very strange dream.