What’s next? Selling Indulgences as a guilt free severance from your religion for 48 hours, or slowly being crushed to death 1/10,000th of an inch at a time.

So many options and so little time. It was a dream I was having about offering a free booklet on buying a brief severance from your given religion for a guilt free 48 hours of whatever you felt like doing. $12.99 plus $7.00 for shipping & handling. Get your free package and a brief severance – Guilt Free! Came with an 8.5×11″wide document, a wallet sized card, and a double sided coaster. It was $20.00 because “You’re going to pay for it!” To get the Guilt Free pass on whatever moral authority you could imagine, but the actual package was free.  It was a weird circular thinking, self referential, mess made to make money. I have odd dreams ok. I did have an alcoholic beverage yesterday, so that might have something to do with it.

And then I was thinking about moving around in space, by pushing off of objects, but then there is definitely math involved regarding inertia, mass, forces for & against the pusher and object being pushed etc etc… over my head, and above my volunteer pay grade. Then I got to thinking about trying to move much larger items in space by human effort. And then imagined slowly being crushed to death by a massive object just floating around really slowly. It was unpleasant. To say the least.

Here we are, Thursday! Late in the week, and March Break just over the horizon. And a hint of bitterly cold winds and icy temperature for our efforts. Should be a fun nine days with these lunatic minions running around. As much as I miss having very little children, it gets way more fun as they get older, and slightly more independent. They develope new interests, and sometimes those overlap with things you already enjoy. Plus you can go to new places, and try newer my challenging things. Soon, we can try rock climbing, do more bowling, paint ball, bike trails, hiking, and tougher & more rigorous water sports, or snow sports. I detest the cold, but winter is way more fun if you get to skate, ski, snowshoe, snowmobile and do things of that nature. It sucks if all you get to do is stand around freezing your ass solid in the wind. Money can’t buy happiness, they say, but it can sure as shit rent it for an hour or two at a time, provided you don’t experience any sort of calamity in the process. But I digress.