Saturday.  Sick.  Set up PiMAME and played some Zelda 1.  Becky worked
on Scrabble tile project.  We watched Zodiac.

Dreamt last night that it was the future.  There was this island that
people would go to to get away from civilization, but there were so
many people coming there now that it was kind of a slum.  I was
visiting and trying to find a place to stash some SD cards.  The room
(sky above, but surrounded by 1 story cliffs, so it was essentially a
room) where people arrived was the most crowded and I couldn't see
anwhere I could possibly hide anything there.  Maybe around on the
other side where there was less traffic.

Back on the mainland I was wandering along a suburban street looking
for a helicopter to fly.  Cars could fly, too, but they were all
automatic or less maneuverable or something.  The helicopters were
small (would fit in my living room) and black and standard and
interchangeable and could be started and operated by anyone that had a
starter card, which they'd slide into a slot under the dashboard.  I
had one because I was a cop or in the military or something.  And I
found a helicopter, but it was in somebody's living room and I wasn't
sure if it was okay or not to just take one that was parked in
someone's house.  Like maybe they had a reservation for it.  Nobody
seemed to be home so I couldn't ask, so I kept looking.  I seemed to
be in a hurry.  I think I wanted to fly it back to the island.  Or
maybe I just wanted to joyride.

On Friday night we had gone cupcaking.  I mentioned to Stephanie a
dream I had had a night or two prior where she and I were hanging out
and I found a bunch of WAV files she had recorded of herself making
different voice sounds, to which she responded that she would never do
that.  After cupcaking Becky and I went to Tutto Pasta.

My DigiKey order arrived.