Well, I had a long, weird dream about being Popeye (or at least a sailor with large forearms): I was travelling with a classy-looking blonde woman who looked like Ann from King Kong (2005 version). We were looking for treasure, and our trip wasn't exactly glamorous. We travelled in a dirty old sailing ship to an island. On the island, we got a motel room that had dirty walls with cheap-looking wallpaper. Ann wasn't happy with this, especially after she spotted a rat (or maybe a large bug?) in the room. I saw Bluto (Popeye's enemy from the cartoon) on the island, but he didn't make trouble for me when we saw each other. We left the motel the next day to head to a smaller, nearby island to seek the treasure we were looking for. Our supplies were loaded onto a ship that looked like a rotten wooden platform with a sailboat-style steering wheel and a loud motor. I knew Ann wasn't thrilled with this (I was skeptical myself), but I managed to get her on the platform-ship. I don't really remember anything in the dream after that.
In the real world, I was more alert at work than I had been the past few days. No thunder woke me early this morning (unlike the past two days), and I didn't bring extra Dew with me to work to drink at lunch. I found myself amused by the conversations of two of my coworkers, Tony and Debby. These two often get in verbal sparring matches, trading insults and laughing at each other. I have been speculating (privately) lately that perhaps they love or desire each other, but hide their true feeling from each other, their other coworkers, and possibly even themselves by their arguing and insulting of each other. I foolishly mentioned yesterday at work to them that I should be writing about their stuff in my blog (using code names instead of their actual names), and Debby demanded that I tell her what my code name for her was. I told her I couldn't remember (which was true, since I hadn't mentioned her in this blog before), and today she didn't mention it at all. I hope she has forgotten, since if she did read this she could probably guess the real identities of some of the people mentioned here....
As for the third Star of the Guardians book, I am nearly finished with it. Maigrey and her rag-tag army have found Sagan and sent the coordinets to Dion, but the king-to-be has decided to go to them with only Tusk and Nola instead of bringing the space fleets of those loyal to him. It seems like he might be planning to use the space-rotation bomb to destroy himself and Abdiel, but it might just be a ruse on his part. Sagan is in a trance-like state, and the Starlady is trying to find his consciousness inside the blackness of his mind via their mind-link. Abdiel has been sending messages to her telepathically, suggesting that he will poison her and Sagan so they will go on a madness-induced killing spree and be executed when they're finally caught by the authorities. I hope this series has something close to a happy ending, but it is hard to tell at this point.
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