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Springtime seems to be now

It seems like Spring but it is too early in the year. And so, given the way that averages work, there is still some level of cold somewhere 'out there' in the atmosphere and so, probably, we'll have another storm or two. It isn't even Spring yet.

Today is March 10 so Winter ends in less than two weeks. Today it was rainy and about 55-60, that kind of misty high-humidty rain day that makes me want to nap for a dream cycle or two. It was cool. I had some dreams. Let me try . . . and remember.

I didn't think to write it down. I used to know to do that as soon as I awoke, it's a writer's exercise, as well as a 'soul' workbook. It only ought to make sense to the one who keeps it, because at the point of awaking the capicity for reporting is still waking up, and thus the things that I have written just after waking are cryptic and terse, though dreams are often not really like that, but detailed in the emotional sense.

Ya, it totally escapes me, whatever it was that I was dreaming. I woke up with a head still fully of sleepiness and felt dazed for a while. Whatever I needed from that dream must have worked because here I am writing about the idea of writing about dreams.

The estoterea of writing about dreams. Writing about writing about dreams. Perhaps a little bit inane? Drizzly day.

Drizzly day. Sleepy headed at dusk. It's not Springtime. There must be a snowstorm or two looming out there . . . in those far reaches . . . where wicked wind wipes the high sierras some where off in Canada or California. Wicked weather, if only just a day or two of slush and late season misery. Everyone already put their Winter clothes away.

 7:17 PM 
 March 10, 2016

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Did the Sun ever really go down that night?

or did it just rest in the clouds till day break, carried along the far horizon?

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Music music music music music music!

Here is Brian:

Mr. Brian Wilson, Oct 2014, Modesto, CA

Here is Al:

Mr. Al Jardine, Oct 2014, Modesto, CA

These guys gave a great show!

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March 11, 2015


clean water, even for enemies.
if you have this attitude, you won't need this attitude.
delete your delusions.

Music Music Music

Music Music Music

 
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     the idea is that the words go here    we'll over lay the words, my dear  It'll all look cool, so have no fear.

Way cool! The above is starting to look a tiny bit like sheet music, which has been a long term plan of mine. Nice! The notes are too small! I'll need a new style for that, easy. By the time this is posted it should all be more correct.

above is just random, and I mean random, notes and is not a melody that I know, or any kind of song. I just pasted unicode music to see how it will look when I open the page. Kind of curious . . . "

using the styles of {position :fixed; display: block;} we can set the left and top to 0px, and then we get the effect that the musical notes appear at the top of the browser! I suppose I should have chosen position: relative, or something else. Anyway, it was kind of a startling effect, and I kindof really liked it. The bars didn't do what I wanted. And it covers over everything there, at the top of the page, so that non of the links work anymore, but it was a cool effect. I suppose the way to contain such a thing is to use the proper styles, but I did like the effect. And that, complete with the geuggification (gitter, or dapplery, dappery) that I do here, with 'callbacks' I could make some pretty pictures with unicode. Nice stuff. It needs to be contained in a div, and I let it loose on the page . . .

It was late when I did this, so I left it that way over night to remind myself to get back to it later. It's kind of necessary to make the correct style, or I screw up the page for all of the other content. CSS can be such a beach (during a rainstorm, with dangerous riptides.) But it's a happy beach if you know the secrets, and they are. That is why my site has so many demonstration programs: so that people have a baseline from which to expand and make some real art with it.

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Before dawn
in that drafty mountain room
the light
never tells you anything
specific
but speaks
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