I was out northeast of Madison wandering the countryside for some reason. Was walking South across some farms and along little country roads and through windbreaks. And then these tornadoes showed up. There was one on each of the east, south, and west sides of me. So I thought the best thing to do would be to walk back North. But the one to the East kept shifting around as if it was trying to block my way back North. So I found some farmhouse, the basement of which I took shelter in.
That may have been followed by other tornado dreams on subsequent nights.
All the dorms were owned by Facebook. I had bought my house but still had a few months on a lease on a dorm room that I shared with Atticus and Wendy. They looked surprised when I showed up one day to retrieve some stuff.
There was a dorm building at UW-Madison that was all new and shiny and had its own really great cafeteria and was full of all the smart physics students. Somehow I got to stay there.
Apparently I was Internet-stalking Andrea, again. She had a blog about all the projects she was working on and had all these followers, and that made me think I should make a project blog and get followers.
There was a funny corner of the ceiling in the farm room at my parents' house where there was no color. As if there was some color-sucking field or higher-dimensional interference going on there.
And the window in that room was connected to the frame in a funny way such that there was a big gap and I found out that Alvin was wandering in and out through it.
Lately it's been revealed that 60% of Americans think it's A-okay for the government to illegaly spy on them and that's sad.
Becky and I are going to Kosama at 5AM each morning (starting today) to get all fit and stuff.