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I should post here more. Here is a post. Maybe this is the start of many posts.

It's cold. I have a bad headache. I recently bought Mike Caro's Most Profitable Hold'em Advice. The cats are draped around the apartment. I have too much stuff to get done that I'm not doing. So I'll go off and play more poker. Also, there ought to be a space version of Lord of the Rings written by now. Isn't there Gandalf? Gandalf?

Kara Thrace = Parcival (the affects of being woken by a thunderstorm)

This is probably spoilerish, if you haven't read every version of King Arthur and seen every version of Battlestar Galactica.

I assume someone somewhere has made this connection before, but I've never run across it. But it's so obvious, now that I know. Like having a jigsaw puzzle where the pieces don't fit, if you bang away at them with a hammer long enough, they do fit!    Granted most of my King Arthur recollection is from Excalibur and Wikepedia (that famous King Arthur book)
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I'm sure that there are other obvious parallels that can be seen after being woken prematurely by a thunderstorm. That's why I have literary friends.  Of course, there's probably a reason no one came up with this parallel before, too.


Settling in

So, I'm moved.   Pretty much everything has been put to where it will go.  Some stuff will still need to be rearranged, but well, the place is about the cleanest it will be for the next year.    The cats are settling in nicely.   Moving them was a pain, as I ended having to make 3 tries to get them in the crate. They did not like that at all.   But they're here now and realizing that this may be permanent.  They're still scouting for the best sleeping spots.  The shelves have been rearranged, so now the cats can go even higher.

There are a lot of little things that are improvements.  And a few that are worse than before, but on the whole, a definte plus.  The electric bill should be way down.  I have a fireplace for the first time.  The place is clean. :)  Now hopefully I can change what needs to be changed, even if it will take a while.    And so the ride continues.

Doctor Who Dreamversion

Last night's dream was a Dr Who Episode!

It was a Colin Baker episode.  He has an unspecified female companion.  Running around leads to a supermarket.  The lady ahead of us in line has won something!  She almost forgets a item as she leaves, as the checkout person starts on the next person in line immediately.  Cue following the woman to the parking lot.  Companion follows after lady and is not heard of again.   Enter two more companions, male and female. 

Once just before the supermarket bit and again now, there's is an intermediate cutaway, with the companion at the TARDIS, talking in character with the producer of the show.   The second time includes the older and newer female companions.  The topic is along the lines of 'Well, if you're a 'producer' why can't you make this happen.  The second cutaway ends as the TARDIS lands, exit Doctor, two companions and me.  

It's a futuristic city.  Flying cars!   But seeming very mechanical (think Brazil).   (Cutaway of a trailer, showing everyone moving in programmed precision).   After watching the flying cars, I run to catch up with the Doctor, who is trying to cross the street at an intersection.  There is danger in crossing against the light (beyond the traffic), but I can't tell him.   Fortunately, we all cross with the light.   I see a notice for Lectures on Conjuration, apparently a class/lecture/symposium.  I catch up to the Doctor. We see a poster for it, with costs.   The numbers are futuristicly stylized.   The numbers are hard to read at first, but are just weirdly fomatted prices.   We also find out that we're in Ontario, so probably we're in Toronto.  We discuss how to get money to go.   Then I wake up.

Anyway, today is packing day.   I move either tomorrow or Tuesday and close the day after, thereby more or less giving my condo away.   But the fresh start then begins.
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Oh well

So, I think I have a buyer for the condo.  It's an investor type, who's willing to take the place as is.  And buy relatively quickly.  Of course, it'll be for a lot less than the place is worth.   But I get money (which I don't have to fix the place up and wait for the market to buy it).  Not nearly as much as I hoped for, but enough for a bit.    Nothing actually working for a year wouldn't make up.   Now to find a job.   Maybe some of my qualifications are still useful.   At least I know what mistakes not to make the next time I buy a house, because I made every possible one this time around.  
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