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I was sitting in the waiting room at the VA this morning and a thought suddenly formed in my mind about the United States Naval Academy. I started thinking about how the initials backwards are ANSU. So I started thinking, "Do I know someone named "Ann?" Then I wondered if I knew someone named Sue. I did not think I did. I remember some women with those names, but my instincts must have told me they weren’t the ones I was trying to remember. Then it hit me: Ann Sewell. AN SU EL or maybe it would be AN SU L. I don’t know what the "EL" or just an "L" could represent. So I started thinking about my "memories" of Ann Sewell, who was in my graduating class at Ashdown High School and I remembered two other details. One was of my class reunion in 1994. She was the first person I encountered as I was going to the first night of the reunion as we met down at the Fish Bowl restaurant outside Ashdown, which was a Friday. I was in that convenience store across from the Wal-Mart. She walked in to pay for gas and as I saw her, I said to her matter-of-factly because I had just remembered her name, "Ann Sewell."
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2000 film "Mission To Mars" DVD movie:
01:11:00
Luke Graham: We fired the radar, and it - it came and... they all died. They all - They all died.
Jim McConnell: Wh- What do you mean? What came?
Luke Graham: The force came out of the top of the mountain and - and - and... everybody died, but I was spared. Why? Why? It had to be for a reason. And then all of a sudden, I knew the reason why. It's so someone would be left to figure out the secret. You know, it's - J-J-Just come. Just come, come, come, come. Come, come.
Phil Ohlmyer: Is it just me, or is he a few meals packs short of a picnic?
Terri Fisher: Long-term exposure to low gravity can have an adverse impact on the brain. Or then, he could be suffering from some kind of asphyxia.
Jim McConnell: Or maybe his whole crew died, and he's been marooned alone on Mars for a year. It's a miracle he survived this long. I'd better bring him up to speed.
01:12:35
Luke Graham: So, let me be sure I understand this. Your ship blew up with all its supplies then you emptied all the cargo out of the REMO, and it was totalled on landing. You got no food, no water, no spare oxygen. Nothing other than what I'm looking at right here. [laughing] What k- What kind of rescue mission is this, Jim?
Jim McConnell: That kind.
Phil Ohlmyer: Check it out. New nav boards for the E.R.V.
}}}}} JOURNAL ARCHIVE: 05/10/09 11:17 PM
I think I have written more than once about the sense in my mind after I started being treated at the VA in the summer of 2005. I guess it could have started before but I tend to associate a specific sense in my mind with that period in the VA. I was pondering over it in great detail a few days or weeks ago before I watched "Mission To Mars" on television recently and I write of it now in that context of time because of certain details that I have noted for that film "Mission To Mars." As I was pondering again in great detail a few weeks ago I guess it was I was thinking about how after I started treatment at the VA I was seeing something when I closed my eyes that I thought of as the circuit patterns on printed electronic circuit boards. I mentioned it to my doctor at the VA but I cannot remember if I mentioned specifically what I was seeing. I remember him saying something but it was not anything specific that I can recall. I think it was just some off-hand remark similar to when I told the nurse that I wanted to take the medication in the different tablet form because the one type was a bitter pill and she said something about how she was sure it was. I cannot remember if I said specifically that it was a bitter pill to swallow but I think I used all those words to describe my distaste with that particular tablet. So anyway, when I was thinking about it again a few weeks ago I was pondering over what seemed to almost be images that were flashing before my closed eyes and it was similar to the green PCB's but there was some other color too that I cannot describe. I'll probably think of it later. So as I was thinking about it again recently I was thinking of how I would describe what I was seeing and I would describe it as though there was a printed circuit board that filled my vision but that board was covered by some kind of material that I would describe as a piece of black construction paper and it seemed that my vision with my eyes closed was that rectangular sheet of black construction paper. When I was in treatment at the VA I started seeing images in my mind that seemed to be of a narrow strip of that construction paper that was being peeled away and then I could that beneath that sheet of paper was the printed circuit board. The strip that was peeled away was very narrow and I would estimate that if my vision with closed eyes was the size of a regular sheet of paper then that strip that was peeled away in an uneven strip that was not very jagged but yet not parallel or even in any manner in its course through the sheet of paper was probably the width of a pencil which is a measurement I just now thought of.
JOURNAL ARCHIVE: 05/10/09 11:31 PM
I also just thought to myself with a measure of humor as the notion dawned in my mind that the color of that underlying printed circuit board was maroon.
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