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The Simpsons
"Marge vs. the Monorail" (01/14/1993)
Quotes
Mayor Quimby: All right, I'm in charge here.
Chief Wiggum: Oh, run along, Quimby. I think they're dedicating a phone booth somewhere.
Mayor Quimby: Watch it, you talking tub of donut batter.
Chief Wiggum: Hey, I got pictures of you, Quimby.
Mayor Quimby: You don't scare me, that could be anyone's ass. Now beat it! I'm calling the shots.
From 3/4/2012 ( ) To 11/20/2025 ( ) is 5009 days
From 11/2/1965 ( my known birth date in Antlers, Oklahoma, USA, as Kerry Wayne Burgess ) To 7/21/1979 ( my biological brother Thomas Reagan and my sister-in-law Phoebe Cates are lawfully married in the state of Vermont ) is 5009 days
From 1/14/1993 ( ) To 11/20/2025 ( ) is 11998 days
11998 = 5999 + 5999
From 11/2/1965 ( my known birth date in Antlers, Oklahoma, USA, as Kerry Wayne Burgess ) To 4/6/1982 ( premiere USA TV series episode "The Shape of Things" ) is 5999 days
http://hvom.blogspot.com/2012/03/dont-try-to-adjust-your-set-we-are.html
Posted by Kerry Burgess at 5:18 PM
Sunday, March 04, 2012
Don't try to adjust your set - we are experiencing technicalities.
This reminds me so much of a dream I had yesterday that I cannot help but to post here this observation because I just read this part and I wonder why I would have a dream now - why now - about something that seems so similar.
I mean, the issue is largely the same. It is about derivative works. How can I have a dream that is derivative of something that I have not read in months and why would I dream derivative details about that part? And why now?
The dream was yesterday I think. I have thought often about it and I have thought about writing it down somewhere but I never did, until now. I have been puzzling over whether is was associated somehow with the dream I awoke from this morning which was the second of two dreams, with the first probably more than two weeks ago, where I found myself falling a great distance and I knew there was no way I would survive the fall, in reality, but in the dream I did. As in the first dream, I was falling backwards towards the ground and I had fallen off, what seemed to be a mountain and I was in a pickup truck and the driver said something to me, which I do not recall now but his words were to the effect of "Oops" and as we fell straight down for what seemed to be at least a mile straight down I was thinking that whole way down and I had enough time to think about it and to begin to accept that I would splatter on the ground and, as with the first dream, I improbably began to see people standing on the ground come into my field of view so that meant I was only about three feet above the ground after falling for a mile or so and I knew the end was near. And then I knew the end was there. And then I sat up and looked around and there was nothing really scary about it. The fall was over and I was fine. I still remember how I felt glad afterwards that it was over. I dwell on that feeling more often as the day goes on today after having that dream this morning.
So anyway, in the dream I started off here to write about, I had that dream again about that house I used to own in South Carolina. This time, as with how certain details always vary, I was living there with a group of other people, which is a new detail. I didn't recall any of the people in the dream. So one person and I and digging a trench in the front yard that extends to the curb at the corner of the lot at the front yard. Then we are going to dig a trench that extends along the yard along the street in front of the house. At some point, I seem to be talking to someone about how there used to be a patch of juniper shrubs on each side on the inside of the circle driveway in front of the house. I was looking at it and the junipers were mostly gone and all that was left was some bare branches and I started to pull those up and removing them from the ground. I pulled up the first one and that was when I saw there was a hole in the ground. I started digging and I discovered what I thought over later was one of those big shipping containers and that was buried there. I found some stuff inside there and I think I forget some of the details now. Oh, right. Sports equipment. I saw maybe a bicycle. I definitely saw diving gear and a helmet for some deep diving gear. I remember I found a tiny FM radio of a type I remember owning long ago and it was about the size of a quarter but it was closer to cylindrical shape. A child was there near me then, who seemed to be part of the group living in the house with me, and I was showing her how the radio worked and I operated a slide lever on the side to turn on the radio. I might have found other stuff in there but I don't recall now. I do recall I found a stack of cash. It seemed to be all forty dollar bills though and after being awake for a while I started thinking that the color was wrong and that might now [ correction: might not ] have been United States currency.
Then I found a second container next to that one and that was to the right-hand side if you were standing in front of the house and looking towards the street. That one made me start thinking after being awake that it was not a large metal shipping container but just a small brick structure. I remember having a hard time reaching into the back to get all the items but now I am not certain if I am thinking of the third compartment I found that was to the right of the second compartment, as though they were stacked side-by-side and buried underground on the slope of that hill that was my property.
What I do recall about the second container is that I pulled out a large platter of what seemed to be barbecued chicken portions. The metal platter reminds of what you might see in a large restaurant where a lot of the portions are being cooked at one time. The scenery is contradictory in my mind as I try to visualize and I seemed to have been pulling out other portions of various types of animals that were cooked for meals. The whole scene left me with an unappetizing notion about that food. Especially since it seemed to have been sealed in there for a few decades.
I forgot what all I found in the third container, and I think I am thinking of details about the third container but this all less clear now. I remember clearly pulling out a book that had "Senator" printed on it and I think there was person's name on it too, but I don't recall those details now.
The point of all this is that at some point, I feel certain after I discovered the containers and their contents, I was handed a piece of paper that was legal size and it had some similar to a manila folder page behind it, although it wasn't the standard manila folder color and it was the size of legal paper too, although slightly larger, and I think it was bluish-green.
I don't recall the precise words on that legal-size sheet of paper but the message was that some delivery company had attempted to deliver a parcel to me and they had left the parcel, or letter, or registered letter, or something that I don't really recall, at the house of my neighbor, which I shared a property line with, on the right-hand side from the front of my house and looking toward the street.
According to the details I became aware of in the dream, the occupant of that house was "Houck." That was the guy's name. I heard some dialog, including my own, about pronouncing his name as "Hawk."
As best I recall now from the dream, that sheet of paper informed me, of which there was a great more detail than could be associated with such a message, that the delivery company had attempted to deliver a package to my house but I wasn't there so they left it at the house of my neighbor, "Houck."
I looked over there at that house and all the lights were off. The message indicated, I don't recall the precise details, that the package was something from the AT&T company, and I have been left with the sense since being awake and after thinking about it quite a few times that it was some kind of promotional item from them and looking at the lights being off at that house, I thought of how trying to find out if anyone was home so I could get the package did not seem overly important at that time.
A few years ago, I would have wrote here about one other detail that in the context of the dream that the narrator had told me in that foreign dream that "Houck had something for me." I cannot now recall if that was precisely the words I had the sense of from the dream but that seems close enough. That sense was also present that what ever it was that had been left for me at that house wasn't all that important and for some reason I think that is just some kind of message in itself that was being communicated to my by means that I don't fully understand at this time.
I think that was the ending of the dream. I thought about it a lot because that was another dream about that house I used to own in Greer South Carolina.
[ excerpt ends Posted by Kerry Burgess at 5:18 PM Sunday, March 04, 2012 ]
by me, Kerry Burgess, 11/04/2024 04:27 AM
Because it reminds me of a very vivid sleeping-dream from over a decade before and that I have described here a few times, I sit down here at this desk and think of visions I saw just before waking a few minutes ago
Event Date variable of my original-work code-pattern becomes 11/04/2024
Target Date variable is not present in my conscious mind
Today is Monday and there is nothing in particular I am aware of at this moment. Yesterday was "From" s3e7 and I have not yet watched the streaming-video and I don't know anything about the content. That's the only new content I am tracking presently and that could possibly cause me to think of any Target Date variables, of which I have none
In my sleeping-dream, I am driving a vehicle on a highway in a place I never recognized
A later visualization suggests the vehicle was Cadillac brand, white in exterior color. A type of vehicle I never owned nor cared to own
Suddenly, I notice the highway ahead is covered with water
I cannot stop in time and as I remain in the floating vehicle, my vehicle plows into the water and the inertia drives me forward
Floating along, the power-steering remains operational and the front-wheels serve as a sort of double rudder on the front of the vehicle and I travel above the flooded roadway and navigate a curve in the roadway
To the left side, terrain rises sharply and is thickly covered in trees
Around that bend, the inertia drives my car up onto a small island, only a few feet wide and across
The power-steering fails then and I stop on that very small dune of dirt and step out of the car and look around
I noticed the dashboard clock still is active and the time is a few minutes after 11:30 AM
Ahead of me, the highway is deeply flooded and there is a wide channel of water to the right-side.
I seem to be on a very small slip of land between that highway and a flooded railway, parallel to the highway on my right-hand side, and the point ahead of me seems to be an intersection with the highway and a smaller road that crosses the railroad tracks
That point seems traversable by me on foot and that's my objective
Because beyond that channel of water covering the railroad tracks, I can see dry land
There are many signs of motion over there.
I see several vehicles moving around
And I know that's my destination because somewhere over there, out of my sight in my present location, is my home
I know during the sleeping-dream that I own a house over there somewhere
So I am going to wade across that channel of water.
The water is clear enough I can see the bottom
The weather seems warm enough that I am clad only in athletic shorts. I know the water is probably going to be cold so that's a concern in my mind
That's where I'm going. The sleeping-dream ends and I drag myself out of bed to sit here at this desk for another day
first watched by me, Kerry Burgess, 11/14/2024
http://hvom.blogspot.com/2024/11/today-is-11142024-post-2.html
Calendar-day 14 November 2024
- by me, Kerry Wayne Burgess, posted by me: 5:20 PM Pacific-timezone USA Thursday 08/27/2026
