Tag: weird

Fire and Dreams

So, this morning I read that there were a bunch of fires around LA.  Hardly a big surprise, given that we’ve had a really dry year, and it’s insanely hot for No-frickin-vember, and we’ve got genuine Santra Ana winds going.

Except that last night I dreamed I was on a ferry returning from Catalina Island, and saw smoke coming over the mountains, to the north of Saddleback.  I thought there must be a fire in the Santiago Canyon area, or possibly on the other side out toward Riverside, and this being a dream I had some way to get higher (Plane? Helicopter? Really high hill that doesn’t exist? Balloon? Don’t remember.) and saw the huge conical volcano that had sprung up out of nowhere in the hills southeast of Corona.

I also dreamed that I left the laptop computer on a table at In-N-Out as I left, walked back in to grab it, and was convinced that someone had swapped it for an identical one during the 30 seconds I was away from it.  And then it turned into one of those extremely tiny portables that only have half a screen and sort of fill the gap between smartphone and notebook. And I couldn’t find where they’d put the period key, which really bugged me because I wanted to use proper punctuation.

Best Buyer?

Got an email from Best Buy today that appears to be legit, inviting me to some "elite level" of their rewards program that "rewards our best customers for shopping at Best Buy stores."

I find this odd, because as best as I can figure, I’ve only made two purchases at a Best Buy since the last Christmas shopping season:

1. A new digital camera and accessories in July, just before Comic-Con, to replace one which had disappeared. (alenxa joked that we’d find it as soon as we bought a new one, but it still hasn’t surfaced.)
2. A cordless mouse.

Oh, and some DVDs that Katie picked up sometime around March or so, but I don’t know if she swiped the card or gave them the number.

So… is that all it takes to be one of Best Buy’s best customers? Buy a couple of items and don’t return them? (Or am I thinking too much of Frys?)

Current Mood: 😕confused

I don’t get it

Truth in cartooning. We have a customer who, whenever email is down, sends me an email.

Naturally, I don’t receive this critical piece of information until after we’ve fixed the problem.

Annoyingly, I probably would have caught it before he did today, except I left my phone at home. So the handy message from the monitoring box went… elsewhere.

Crazy Drive Home

Encountered the aftermath of a fairly major accident on the way to pick up alenxa after work. Someone had hit a traffic signal at Jamboree and Michelson and knocked it over. Police were investigating the shattered bits of one of those little equipment covers, as well as the pole, while what remained of the car sat halfway into the intersection. I hesitate to think how fast they must have been driving when they hit. Or, for that matter, what happened to whoever was in the car.

After I picked her up, I decided to take MacArthur to avoid all the spillover traffic. Driving over the freeway, we saw flames climbing up the wall of a sports club building from its sign, occasionally dropping to the ground to join another blaze at the base of the building.

A few minutes later, a fire engine zoomed by on the opposite side of the street. I pulled the car over to the side, and some numbskull decided instead of pulling over behind me and waiting for me to start moving again, they’d creep around me. As if I had pulled over to make a right turn, rather than pulling over because of the big red firetruck with flashing lights and a siren. WTF?

Current Mood: 😡frustrated