Micro Dreams

Nothing much to report from this end. I haven’t been able to connect with my Favorite Son for the past few days and the FBR is in one of her less than communicative zones right now. I plan on remedying both situations next week when I fly to Panama to await their arrival a few days later. I’m still fighting off whatever bug this is but it’s taking longer than usual. The polar vortex certainly doesn’t help.

I haven’t had a full night’s sleep since my Favorite Panamanian flew south and that’s not helping. It’s kind of pathetic that I’ve reached a point in my life where the absence of the minuscule weight on the other side of the bed interferes with sleep. I’m sleeping in one hour increments and awakening thinking it’s time to get up for the day. Last night I was up (and out of the bed) at 12:45am, 1:52am, and 2:35am. I finally decided to start checking the clock before I got up so the 3:15am, 4:40am., and 5:20am wakeups simply involved turning over. The weirdest thing is I do experience deep sleep in these short spans involving some pretty flamboyant dreams, some of which I carry over between the breaks. I am one weird dude.

I went back to the movies the other night to see The Kid Who Would be King. This was the Goonies updated and inserted into the Arthurian legend. There was no way this should have been as entertaining and enjoyable for an old fart like me but it certainly was. I think it’s every kid’s dream to find Excalibur sticking out of a stone and being the only one able to pull it out before setting out on an adventure fighting the forces of resurgent ancient evil. If not, it should be. This film grabbed me from the beginning and didn’t lose its grip until the slightly overdone finale. The young actors deserve all the credit as Gollum’s kid proves to be an able actor in his own right and the multi-cultural group of friends form a very real seeming dynamic. A nice little surprise of a movie that works.

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RECURRING CHARACTERS                                           

BRS - Blog Reader the Sequel - second granddaughter; FBR - First Blog Reader - first granddaughter, ABFA – Amazing Best Family Athlete = my daughter in law, formerly known both as MEF – Most Excellent Fiancé & MEG – Most Excellent Girlfriend; Wingman – my son in law; Keene Friends 1 & 2 – friends since high school from my home town of Keene, NH; Soxfather - my brother in law; Great Aunt = my elder sister; Cantankerous Friend – friend since grade school who likes to argue about everything, poses as radical leftist to attract women; Pittsburgh College Roommate – high school friend, also a “Minor Celebrity” in Pittsburgh; Deckzilla – our backyard deck which grew to monstrous dimensions once my wife got involved in planning; Maine and Virginia Musqueteras – two close friends of my wife – her US sisters, my wife is the 3^rdmusquetera (musketeer); Buddy – AKA the Wonder Pooch – family dog, a black lab – hates squirrels, died in 2017; Riggins - also known as the Grandpuppy, son's dog, surrogate grandchild while awaiting arrival of the BRS; PanaGals – female relatives/friends of my wife from Panama; Panamanian/Latin Mafia – inevitable group of Latino friends my wife accumulates wherever we have lived & their spouses; Neighborhood Mafioso - wife's close friend and Panamanian mafia member, Favorite Panamanian - the wife (of course); First Friday – celebrations to mark the First Friday of the Week; Excellent Boss – my former direct boss at work; Deckzilla Dude – senior citizen carpenter/contractor; Voices of Inappropriate Worth - members of public who come to every Worcester public meeting to complain, all are on public assistance along with demeanor issues