What I love about dream logic is that everything makes perfect sense at the time. The other night, I dreamed that I got a job calling football play-by-play on TV. For one minute. In Iran. Or possibly China. And it all made sense! A one-minute job calling a sport not played abroad in one or another country that might be expected to be hostile to the US or to Americans. Sure! That could happen! Anyway, at last I know what my dream job is.
As we have snow headed this way and as the temperature got above 40, I went out this morning and flew over to the quarry. The video is crazy cool even though it was totally overcast. Now the sun has come out, dangit. Somebody stop me from going out and flying again. (Yeah, that's going to happen.)
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