More Dreams

Posted on by kylar

Last night I had two different dreams, and one I realized I’ve had before, very very weird.

The first one, the one I’ve had before, I’m part of a group of 6 or 7 people. In this dream, we are in two boats, one a larger boat, one a canoe, and we’re almost nomads, we travel from place to place in our boats over a large sea or ocean. We work together and survive. The group of people is made up of: me, although not current me, me as a younger child, perhaps around pre-teen, although I’m not sure; A man in his 30’s with lots of great survival skills, clearly our leader. Then Alan, Margaux and Punky from Punky Brewster. I don’t know who the 6th or possibly 7th person was, but at varying times I clearly remember there being 2 people in the canoe and 4 or 5 people in the slightly larger boat. A few different things happened – we encountered a large shark, other people, and once we found small outboard motor that our leader repaired and hooked up to our larger boat. Very Weird.

The second dream had myself and some college friends sitting in the front common room of a Bed and Breakfast, with 3 college friends, and as we’re talking, I realize another friend is sitting at a table nearby. I see him clearly and debate whether to overtly recognize him and call to him, and decide not to. A few moments later he looks up at me and I meet his eyes. We talk and I find myself introducing him to my 3 other friends. We all chat for a bit adnd then I wake up.

While writing this, i realized that the 4th friend was part of the group, and would already have known the 3 others.. Very, very weird.

Dreamin..

Posted on by kylar

I had a dream last night. I was driving through a parking lot in a large SUV, and I saw some pools of water and alligators in the parking lot. I knew that if I ran over them, they’d end up under my feet inside the SUV. I could avoid the jaws and head though, and be OK. So I did. I ran over part of an alligator, carefully avoiding the head. The part of the gator that I ran over appeared under my feet. I didn’t worry about it until I looked down, between my legs and saw something down there moving. When I pulled my legs up, there was part of a snake, the head and a couple feet of the body attached, and it was fully alive and trying to bite me. I kept my legs up, and it bit my pants a couple of times, but didn’t get me.

Recently in church we’ve been talking about margin – and how close do we come to something, do we leave a safe margin? This is somehow a reflection of that, I think. I could have stayed away from the gators, and instead, I tried to get close, and it bit me. The difficult thing is trying to figure out *what* I’m getting to close to. What do I need to widen the margin on?

I just realized

Posted on by kylar

I just realized something about myself. I’m an introvert, almost off the scale on a Meyers-Briggs test, and I rarely get time where I’m not doing something or receiving input. I have a real problem with processing too much input – if I’m overstimulated (as I usually am, between work, wife and kids), I have a hard time sleeping, settling down and relaxing. I just finished getting the kids ready for bed and I was thinking about sitting and reading, and the first thing I thought of was of re-reading the Belgariad. I’ve read it at least a dozen times, probably more, and I read it at least once or twice a year. My realization was that by doing this (re-reading books that I already have read, often multiple times), it’s almost like I’m forcibly depriving myself of stimulation. I’m tuning out the external distractions (sounds, lights, etc), and yet, by reading something I know already, I am not taking in any new information. This gives my brain a chance to process all the other things that it’s been trying to deal with.

I’ve had a really bad week. I came down with a head cold and was going to take off Tuesday (didn’t happen due to work), then I was going to take Wednesday off (again, work…) by Thursday I didn’t even delude myself into thinking I was going to get a sick day. I’ve barely been able to sleep since last friday, so several nights I just ended up sitting up until the middle of the night working, or, tired of tossing and turning, I’ll get out of bed several hours early and do chores or work, or, if my wife isn’t working out that morning, leaving for work early.

By this point, I’m so sleep deprived I’m almost completely numb. I have absolutely no patience, and I’m wound so tight I can feel the tension inside me. I can’t even think of a way that would make me relax, except, maybe, to re-read something comfortable. Or maybe i’ll drink. I’ve heard that can be relaxing.

CVS is SVN’s embarassing older brother.

Posted on by kylar

Conversation at work today:

Me : “So if I check out the repository then try to import it, will I have to recurse through and remove all the .svn directories?”
Co-Worker: “Nahh, i think svn import is smart enough to ignore.”
Me: “LOL.” “CVS Wasn’t.”
Me: “CVS is like the older brother who will always work at burger king. he one you’re embarssed by when you meet him at the mall, and you’re with all your friends, because he’s wearing that ripped loverboy shirt that he got in 1982 but still wears, even though it shows his bellybutton.”
Co-Worker: “…. I see you appear to have been scarred early in life”
Me: “Nah, I just like colourful analogies.”

Theory Of Infinite Work

Posted on by kylar

It’s complex. I’ll simplify:

There’s always ‘more’ work to do (W).

If I finish the tasks I’m currently on, there are more tasks that will be assigned to me.
Therefore, the amount of work I have on my plate approaches infinity:
(W -> ∞).

Since infinity can’t be measured, any amount of reduction still results in an infinite amount of work:
∞ – N ≅ ∞

so regardless of the value of N, every day I have the same amount of work to accomplish:
∞ – (N(W)) ≅ ∞

so theoretically, I have the same amount of work to do today, regardless of whether or not I came in last week