Enraged

This dream will be used for years to come as a reminder that I don’t want to be seen while ‘very upset’. Oh Dylan, you hulky bastard you…

I’m at work (Thai Pepper) and talking with some coworkers while making some food. Shortly after I get off, I start drinking. Soon thereafter, I begin losing control of my emotions. I throw tables and chairs and shout at the top of my lungs because I am intensely angry at the state of reality. Adrenaline is surging in my brain. I haven’t felt like this in a long time.

What a jerk.

An aweful sense of social paranoia sets in just before I wake up. When I do, and realize that this was just a dream, I become incredibly grateful that I wasn’t actually acting in this way in front of other people.

Ancient Secrets and More

I’m at some archeological site and there’s a ton going on.  The ground is moving underneath my cohorts and I, kind of like in war of the worlds when the tripods come up from the ground. We’re in South America somewhere. It seems like this is an ancient Olmec city and that something trippy with aliens is about to happen. Explosions start booming all around us. I seek refuge under a table I find –> those earthquake and fire drills as a kid really made a lasting impression.

Smoking With Obama

At one point in this dream, I’m holding a thermonuclear device that can, if triggered, blow up the entire universe. This is slightly after a similar device has been disarmed and the world rejoiced that it had a little bit longer to keep doing what it’s doing. I’m in the same room with President Obama, and my brother and a few other strangers are there as well. Suddenly the clock starts ticking on the device (it says we have 37 minutes until kablooey time). I rush over to Obama and he’s all “Ah Fuck My Life, I just dealt with this.” I give him a hug to try to console him.

Thankfully, the universe doesn’t end. When Obama gets hold of the device he disarms it safely. What a relief. To celebrate, he picks up a large pipe and takes a puff of marijuana off of it. He passes it to me and even though it’s my month off I feel as if I’d have to be crazy to not get high with the president, so I take a few little tokes and pass it on. What a trip.

Drugged, Climbing and Running

I’m going out to a nightclub with some of my friends from work. David Clark is leading the way. He’s a cool dude, as are the rest of the gang. My brother is there. Before we get too far, my brother, some woman and I get to a climbing course. It’s kind of like a carnival game only it’s just us three and there are no prizes, if that makes sense. We all climb for a bit then get a call from Dave and head out. We don’t end up rendezvousing though. Instead, I make it back to a college, where some friends have been mixing strange drugs. One of the dudes I’m talking to ends up dying because of these strange mixtures. I wish I would have listened to him more instead of just waiting for my turn to speak. As ‘Fight Club’ as that sounds, it really strikes true. Wait. Maybe I just added that sentimental tidbit because I want the readers of this dream to think I’m a sentimental person. Dammit. I’m confused now. Especially because I know so few people are ever going to read this particular dream.

After that guy dies, I’m sitting and talking with another woman about a host of things. Then the conversation turns to drugs and whether or not I’m going to admit that I did some with her the last time I saw her. Perhaps I should check my drug log…

Wild Night After Work

I got home from work, walked in on Lauren and Jeremy making out on my bed and Ashley listening to music. I took a shower and changed, Jeremy took me outside to express his feelings about the unfolding situation. We both went back inside, had more drinks and everyone started making out (including Jeremy and I, which was a tongue fuck extraordinaire, all for a higher cause – getting the women topless). From there, we all got high, Lauren and Jeremy passed out (at least I assumed they were asleep) Ashley and I fooled around until I got off, I related to her my hatred of everything (our culture of debt being the most notable item on that list), we took a shower together and I went upstairs feeling somewhat uncertain about our relationship.

All these shenanigans were made right in the morning, but I am still pissed about having to work in a kitchen as a wage slave. I suppose I’m not dying of AIDS in Africa though, which is nice.

Driving to Canada, Finding Money

I’m in a car with Erick Johnson and maybe my brother, driving north of the border. We’re going to see Jeremy, who is tooling out in a cabin up the wilderness with a bunch of women and a few other dudes. We’re on a freeway going through one of the larger cities before we get to our destination in bumblefuck nowhere.

We stop at a lakefront that’s mostly frozen over except for the edges. Nick and I start finding money right close to the shore, and have to wonder if it’s counterfeit or not. At first it’s just a few coins (half dollars and dimes mostly) but then it turns into a bunch of bills. I’m flabbergasted and think for a moment that it must be a dream
(the kind where you find a bunch of money then wake up and are pissed that it’s not real).

Anyways, the dream ends after we reach Jeremy’s cabin. I’m carrying all the cash and coin Nick and I found and am acting paranoid that people are going to steal from me.

President Obama Sings The Blues

I’m watching a televised broadcast of President Obama’s most recent address to the people of the United States (and world). It’s a helluva thing because, well, he’s singing his address into the camera.

This probably has something to do with the fact that I fell asleep listening to Jason Mraz, but Obama’s tone was quite cheery considering everything that he was referencing – people dying, drug wars, etc. etc.

Mathematics Anxiety

I’m talking to Emily McGloughlin (sp?) about taking math in College. Apparently she has already been through the course just above multi-variable calculus.

I’m frustrated and nervous about my abilities to perform in this class. I don’t have time to think about it, though, because the next scene I find myself in is halfway around the world. I’m going on Safari, SAFARI!

Personal Brain Convo Update

Here’s the latest update

On Sun, May 31, 2009 at 7:39 PM, Dylan Addison wrote:
Regardless of the fact that you issued no reply to my last email, I would still very much like a demo of your BrainEKP software.

Please contact me with your available dates.

Thanks,

Dylan Addison
541 944 3252
dylan.a.addison@gmail.com

On Jun 2, 2009, at 12:37 PM, TheBrain Sales wrote:

Hi Dylan,
Have you tried publishing with PersonalBrain Pro? This is an ideal solution for a website solution as you do not need to purchase the server license and user licenses as with BrainEKP. BrainEKP is more designed as an internal enterprise knowldgebase. We also have a new web based version of PersonalBrain coming soon which has some very impressive advancements with the web publishing. I would expect to see this new version in another month or two.

Here is a link to a recorded training event on publishing SiteBrains

www.thebrain.com/site/about/events/pb202…lishing/default.html

Please let me know if I can answer any additional questions.

Best regards,
Tracy Barr

Thanks Tracy. That is very helpful and I look forward to the release of that web based product. I do have many questions so please be patient with my semantic breakdowns.

How will this newer program be priced/will it be an add on for the current pro 5 version? I’m a struggling college student and need to allocate my funds appropriately.

More importantly, may I ask how popular your BrainEKP product is? In the online demo you mention that The Social Security Administration, Ford Motor Company, GE, FAA, and even the US Department of Defense use BrainEKP. What advantages specifically (if you’re able to bullet point them) does BrainEKP afford them that this new online program doesn’t? In other words, what could possibly account for the price difference between them – assuming that this new web based version is modestly priced for individual use?

In my marketing education I’ve been told that the more you push the ‘freeline’, the more people will be inclined to pick up your product and then proceed to pay for your services down the line. Once you’ve started a relationship with people and establish trust, it is much easier to get them on a monthly continuity program that can radically increase (double or triple) your revenue.

I’ll propose such a program on the ‘uservoice’ personal brain page and see if people view it as a viable model for funding the further development of Personal Brain software. I would be fine with drafting a small amount of my money every month if it helps keep the programmers of this amazing software fed, clothed and sheltered… and believe others would do the same (certainly the folks who make it to the personal brain uservoice page).

Thanks so much for answering my queries. It really encourages me to think and grow when other people are willing to communicate with me

Dylan Addison
dylan.a.addison@gmail.com
Cell: (541) 944 3252
SkypeIn: (541) 255 3673
Skype: Dylan.Addison
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Managing the Hut

I’m totally trippin.

In this dream, I am the one that is managing a Yogurt Hut, not Ashley. People are streaming in and despite the seemingly simple appearance of my job, I’m having a hard time of it.

I feel like I really have to get on the stick and get a career in this dream.