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https://hvom.blogspot.com/2025/08/today-is-08232025.html
From: Kerry Burgess
Sent: Monday, March 6, 2006 2:16 PM
To: Kerry Burgess
Subject: Re: Sleep journal 3/6/06
Kerry Burgess wrote:
I walked down to a lake, but the lake was fenced off. There was a chain link fence surrounding the lake and I could only look at it. The lake looked familar, Greason maybe, but I also recognized some CDA features. Some other stuff happened around the lake I can't quite remember. There were a few people there I didn't know, the people I think of as familiar strangers, they look like they know me but I don't know them. At another point in a dream, I am supposed to be moving out of some apartment, there were similar features to here but I was in a real apartment. A person who worked for the place I lived went into my apartment and then started talking to me out in the hallway. I can't remember all the details, but I remember he said something about it taking 15 minutes to move somebody in our something, I think he also asked where I was going to go, and I didn't have any idea. I remember also thinking about what I was going to do with all the furniture but I didn't know. The last of the dream I remember is in here, I was in my cubicle and Lynn walked by and told me to pack up, I guess she was taking me somewhere.
https://archive.org/details/midnightatwellof0000chal/page/2/mode/2up?view=theater
https://papersofprinceton.princeton.edu/princetonperiodicals/?a=d&d=Princetonian20050211-01.1.4&e=-------en-20--1--txt-txIN-------
https://web.archive.org/web/20210622193010/https://www.baltimoresun.com/news/bs-xpm-2005-02-13-0502130040-story.html
Jack L. Chalker, 60, science-fiction writer
Josh Mitchell
THE BALTIMORE SUN
Jack L. Chalker, who wrote more than 60 science-fiction and fantasy novels and was one of Maryland's most prolific authors, died of kidney failure Friday at Bon Secours Hospital in Baltimore. The Uniontown resident was 60.
Mr. Chalker won numerous awards during a career that began in his early teens with a literary magazine, Mirage, that he produced on an electric mimeograph machine and assembled with friends on the dining room table of his Liberty Heights Avenue home. "He would write famous authors and see if they wanted to write free nonfiction pieces for his magazine, and a surprising number did," said his wife, Eva C. Whitley.
The magazine earned Mr. Chalker, then 14, a nomination for the Hugo Award, the genre's highest honor, presented by the World Science Fiction Society. Mr. Chalker would be nominated for three more Hugos in his career.
"He was one of the greats in our field," said Catherine Asaro, of Columbia, president of Science Fiction and Fantasy Writers of America Inc. "He always had something provocative to say, his creativity in imagining different universes."
Mr. Chalker's 1977 novel Midnight at the Well of Souls, about a walking, talking plant with brains in its feet, sold hundreds of thousands of copies, his wife said.
From 12/2/1949 ( premiere USA film "The Hasty Heart" Ronald Reagan ) To 2/11/2005 ( ) is 20160 days
20160 = 10080 + 10080
From 11/2/1965 ( my known birth date in Antlers, Oklahoma, USA, as Kerry Wayne Burgess ) To 6/8/1993 ( commencement, Princeton University Class of 1993 ) is 10080 days
From 11/18/1914 ( ) To 6/8/1993 ( commencement, Princeton University Class of 1993 ) is 28692 days
28692 = 14346 + 14346
From 11/2/1965 ( my known birth date in Antlers, Oklahoma, USA, as Kerry Wayne Burgess ) To 2/11/2005 ( ) is 14346 days
https://papersofprinceton.princeton.edu/princetonperiodicals/?a=d&d=Princetonian19141118-01.2.3&e=-------en-20--1--txt-txIN-------
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gibbs_phenomenon
From 11/10/1967 ( premiere USA TV series episode "Star Trek"::"Metamorphosis" ) To 2/11/2005 ( ) is 13608 days
13608 = 6804 + 6804
From 11/2/1965 ( my known birth date in Antlers, Oklahoma, USA, as Kerry Wayne Burgess ) To 6/19/1984 ( ) is 6804 days
excerpt
https://www.presidency.ucsb.edu/documents/remarks-dedication-ceremonies-for-the-new-building-the-national-geographic-society
The American Presidency Project
Ronald Reagan
40th President of the United States: 1981 ‐ 1989
Remarks at Dedication Ceremonies for the New Building of the National Geographic Society
June 19, 1984
In a world that sometimes seems to have grown sated with all it knows, you still discover; you fund expeditions; you help researchers; you encourage impossible dreams. And then you share the results with all the Society's members in your magazine. I think one of the great reasons for your magazine's success is that it's infused with the romance of discovery, the romance of history, of seeking out the past and discovering places man has never seen before.
Sometimes we think that there are no journeys anymore, that, yes, man goes places, even into space, but it's done with a kind of clockwork perfection, with our technology clicking away and bringing us from Plainfield, New Jersey, to the Himalayas in less than a day of a man's life. But it sometimes seems that there are no journeys anymore, no more great treks.
Remember how in the movie§ they made when we were young—well, the movies they made when you were young. [Laughter] Remember how they'd show a map unfolding, and they'd have arrows showing the journey as it progresses; our hero started here, visited there, and now he's just landed in his destination, fade in on hero. And there was the sense of a long journey unfolding. Well, that sense still exists in National Geographic. And somehow you take your readers along on the ride as you climb mountains and cut your way through jungles.
There is another thing, the special sensitivity you bring to your quest. I'm thinking here of a small item in your May issue, a picture of the frozen remains of a woman who died in the eruption of Mount Vesuvius. An anthropologist [archeologist] who studied the skeleton was quoted as saying, "She was very homely, but someone cared enough to give her beautiful things, delicate gold bracelets and jewels." A small observation, perhaps, but it carries a whole world of inference. It evokes. You bring history to life, and you remind us all that civilizations are born and die and are rediscovered in an endless continuum.
I think it should be noted that the National Geographic Society is the kind of organization that a nation like ours and a world like ours can produce. We provide the fuel upon which societies such as this one grow.
IMDb
The Tomorrow War (2021)
Quotes
Colonel Muri Forester: I'm so happy I got to see you like this. How you were when I was a kid. This is how I remember you.
Star Trek: Picard
"The End is the Beginning"
TV-series season 1 episode 3
Ramhda: I remember you from tomorrow.
"Second Chances" [ Star Trek: The Next Generation ]
Original Airdate: 24 May, 1993
Captain's log, stardate 46915.2. The Enterprise is orbiting Nervala Four, waiting for an opportunity to retrieve scientific data left there by Starfleet researchers when they were forced to evacuate eight years ago.
[Ten Forward]
(it's jazz night, and the quartet are in full swing, with Riker on 'bone playing 'Tell them I remember you')
by me, Kerry Burgess:
July 21, 2006
That comment I made to Lynn back in 2002 is really making sense now. After I got down to Provo for Ironman Utah 2002, scheduled for June 8th, I was unimpressed with their choice of having us swim in that lake.
July 24, 2006
And this movie reminds me again of something Lynn said to me one day in the cafe at the Issaquah office. I had known Lynn for a long time and I thought of her as my best friend. I wondered why she asked me one day, something about the way she asked me, what I would do if I could choose another career. I told her I would be an astronomer. She said something similar to "Oh, because of" and then trailed off.
August 9, 2006
On the other side of the road from that Costco is where I went face first into the concrete on 2/1/02. There is a wooden bridge there. The crash wouldn't have really hurt anything if it had happened along most of the bridge. It would have been not unlike that spill I took on 12/23/01. And as Lynn and Grace could tell anyone at work, I knew how to avoid serious injuries during a crash and I had discussed with them the proper form. But something was different this time. Just as I had described having those intense dreams about Lynn, where I would wake up and call out her name as though she were actually there in my apartment at Oakwood, I was somehow being conditioned to not wear my helmet. And the fact that I stared at the concrete as I was falling also means something, as I see now I have been trained to make the correct decision in a split-second, and in this sort of experience, my decision making would be almost leisurely in this kind of experience. Maybe that is why I have thought that time seemed to slow down during certain experiences, but yet I felt as though it was only every else around that was moving slow and I could still move at normal speed. Anyway, the crucial element in this is the location where I fell. My wheel flipped around to the side, I have been wondering if I actually hit something, and then I was falling to the side. But before I fell, my tire hit the edge of the pavement. Just as the video of that crash in the Tour de France I saw the other day, my bike flipped up as though I had hit a guard rail. My normal reaction would be to take the hit on my upper arm, but this time I looked square at the concrete. I was fortunate that the first impact point was the helmet I was still wearing, and then the bone above my eye hit the concrete. I would have been seriously injured or killed if I had not been wearing my helmet. Lynn and John took me out to dinner that evening and I felt that she was checking me out to see if I was displaying any symptoms of a serious head injury. I did have a black eye but it was only on the eye lid above my eye.
August 24, 2006
That must be why I said something to Lynn one time when I was over at their house or maybe we were out to dinner. I was talking to Lynn and John about something I can't remember. I said something about how I would eagerly volunteer for a mission into outer space if I had the opportunity. Lynn said she would too. I have been wondering for a few days if Lynn isn't an astronaut too and that is where I know her from. Also, I wrote something awhile back that seems especially relevant. I found myself expressing the thought that I was genetically designed before birth for space travel.
August 24, 2006
What happens, in my mind, is that you find another home. As I told Lynn one time, home is where you make it. My frustration, for lack of an appropriately descriptive word, is that the terrorists follow me into every place I live. How do you live after nearly a decade of that?
http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/14499307/site/newsweek/
The need for a home is primal. Even if it s just a single room, if you close the door and feel that it s yours if the lamplight spills across the floor exactly as you want it to and the objects around you have stories behind them, personal meaning, it s home. Your sanctuary.
What happens to the soul when your home is suddenly gone?
9/29/2006 9:39 AM
Why was I feeling prompted to write about the 4th grade a while back? I have been wondering if I was actually in my 4th year at Princeton University at an age typically associated with 4th grade in elementary school.
Now I know why they started that routine of wearing Hawaiian shirts at Microsoft Premier in 1999. I remember telling Lynn that I wanted to participate in Ironman Hawaii so I could get a Hawaiian shirt to wear that had the Ironman logo on it.
I was telling all them to not use cell phones. It is ironic that I was trying to help those people at Microsoft.
Did we launch confetti out of my spacecraft when I landed on Mars?
11/5/2006 10:18 PM
I don t remember the name of the event or the city it was in, but I guess it was in 2000 when I went up in the Skagit area for a bicycling event. Grace and Lynn did the 100 kilometer course and I completed the 100 mile course.
11/5/2006 10:22 PM
I think this was it actually. The Skagit Spring Classic.
12/25/06 10:41 PM
I have been puzzling for a while about the 1976 movie "Midway." Today I remembered some things I was saying back at Microsoft that were from that movie. The part about how they broke the Japanese code by disseminating false information and listened for the Japanese to repeat it. I can't remember who I was saying that to, Vince maybe, but most likely Lynn, if not both. I was puzzling over that movie recently because it was released around the time I am thinking I intercepted the comet
from my private journal, as me, Kerry Burgess, typed after being released from the USA Veterans Affairs psychiatric hospital enduring many months sitting in a grungy two-computer room in a homeless shelter on the waterfront in downtown Seattle:
by me, Kerry Burgess, excerpt from my private journal: 11/7/2006 2:42 PM
I started thinking this morning about a jacket I used to wear long ago. I bought it around the time Lynn and I started bicycling, which I think was in 1999. I wore that jacket every time I went cycling and some parts of it were green and other parts blue. I remember one time, after I had been wearing it for a long time, I noticed that the logo emblem on one side of the chest was labeled as "Brooks." I can remember feeling something like surprise that it was labeled "Brooks."
http://www.usmarshals.gov/district/sc/general/history.htm
U.S. Marshals Service
District of South Carolina
History
District Marshals Date Vice
Glover, Lydia August 01, 1985 (C) Whitworth (Retired)
Brooks, Israel March 11, 1994 (C) Glover (Term Expired)
Battlestar Galactica - tv miniseries - 12/08/2003, 12/09/2003
(from internet transcript)
Gaeta: (after a pause) Must be hard for you.
Dr. Gaius Baltar: Mmm. What do you mean?
Gaeta: Just having something you created twisted and used like this. Must be... horrible. The guilt?
Six: (appearing next to Gaius) I remember you telling me once, that guilt was something small people feel when they run out of excuses for their behavior.
Baltar: It is hard, yes. Hard. I feel responsible, in a way, for what happened...
Six: But you don't. That's part of the reason I fell in love with you. You have a clarity of spirit, you're not burdened by conscience or guilt or regret.
Gaeta: I bet. Just try to remember, it's not really your fault. I mean, you didn't mean for any of this to happen, it's not like you knew what they were gonna do. (Baltar shakes his head emphatically.)
- by me, Kerry Wayne Burgess, posted by me: 5:49 PM Pacific-timezone USA Saturday 08/23/2025
