dreaming of KNX and stuff

Last Night, I went to sleep without brushing my teeth. That's my fault, and I feel some of the effects in my lower left of my mouth still today.

I was able to sleep all the way through until my trusty alarm on my blackberry woke me up at 6:59 in the morning.

When I was asleep, I was dreaming that I was listening to KNX Newsradio 1070 from Los Angeles. I was in Los Angeles for some undetermined reason. Somewhere else in my dream, I was watching "Scarecrow and Mrs. King" and somewhere at the end of the episode I was watching, I learned of their secret identities. I forgot what those identities are now. Some dream, eh?

In past dreams, I was in the San Fernando Valley with my dad and was driving on the San Diego Freeway (I-405) and was in and out of visiting our relatives from my past (way back in the 1980s). In the dream, I don't remember ever seeing them, but I remember getting on and off the freeway at Devonshire Street (Just south of the 118 Freeway).

In reality, I've lisented to KNX on my radio back in the 1990s when I was living in Arizona. I loved California and the news that much that I would tune into that station every night before going to bed. I'm going to tune into KNX online this afternoon and see if it is as good as it was when I was a teenager.

Also in reality, I've visited Great-Aunt Elanor, Lois, Carolee (relatives of my dad and me) from 1980-1985 when we lived in the San Diego Area. I lost touch with those relatives after 1985, and I take the blame for not keeping in touch with them.

It is time to get back to work once our system is no longer slowing down on me.

January 16th Birthday Traveling

My 34th birthday was a day I'll never forget. It marked the 3rd time I flew to Oklahoma and my first known birthday celebration with my mother.

I embarked on my journey by driving from my home down I-75 Southbound to the I-75/I-85 Connector to Midtown and Downtown Atlanta. I got off the freeway at the Williams Street offramp and proceeded into downtown to the CNN Center Parking Deck.

What you just saw is the route I take to work each day; only, I didn't work. I don't have to return to work until Monday, January 25th. Instead of going to work, I took the MARTA train down to the Airport.

I rode the E-W train from the CNN Center/Philips Arena/Georgia Dome station to the Five Points station. Then I took the N-S train straight down to Hartsfield Jackson International Airport (7 stops later from the Five Points station).

I flew on American Airlines for the first time. My flight from Atlanta took me to my first visit to Dallas-Fort Worth International Airport. It took over 2 hours to get from Atlanta to Dallas by air. The best part of my connecting flight from Dallas to Tulsa would be that I would get on the plane to Tulsa at the EXACT same gate as the gate we exited the plane to Dallas from.

At the DFW termainal, some good news and bad news for me. The bad news was I didn't get the Dallas Morning News like I wanted to. The good news was I got a taste of UNO's Pizza with my girlfriend. I love UNO's Pizza, and I wish there was an UNO's in Atlanta. My girlfriend agrees with me on that.

The flight from DFW to Tulsa was a 40 minute flight. That is the shortest flight I've even been on in my life. It would be one of the best because at the end of that flight my mother was waiting for me to greet me on my birthday.

From Tulsa to Locust Grove, Oklahoma, it was basically a straight shot down U.S. Hwy 412.

Happy birthday to me (from all my family and my beautiful girlfriend).

weird dreams lately

Before my birthday, I dreamed that I was 'stuck' on a long, long layover in Phoenix's Sky Harbor International Airport on my way to a trip to Los Angeles. In the dream I was worried that I was going to miss my connecting flight. I dreamed that I had to slide down a chute in order to catch my plane. As I slid down the chute, I dreamed that I was still not close to my connecting flight and I was going to either miss it or get on the wrong plane.

In reality, I've only had to catch 2 connecting flights from Sky Harbor Airport in my life back in 2005. On one Saturday, I had to catch an America West Airlines fligt from Phoenix to San Diego to start my vacation and another Satuday, I caught a connecting flight from Phoenix back to Atlanta to return home. I've flown into Sky Harbor Airport from Atlanta 5 times to arrive to my Destination of Phoenix for my vacations.

My friend Toby has told me that at least I know about Sky Harbor Airport after flying in and out of it so many times.

The funny thing for me is: In all the years I've lived in Arizona from 1987-2000, I've only flown in and out of that airport one time.

Throughout this year, me and my girlfriend will work on making our traveling dreams come true.

Last Night and this morning, I dreamed that I was on the University of North Carolina campus. My dream made it feel like I was on a high school campus and I was riding my old black bike through it. In the dream, my friend Peter and his sister Liz and I were on our way off the campus to some unknown destination. Before we left the campus, we were in line at one of the 2 cafeterias for lunch, and we were standing in line for a buffet style meal. Next thing I know, I wake up with a headache.

In reality, Peter doesn't have a sister. He has a brother named Mark. I've had 2 buffet style lunches while I was in Oklahoma this week. I was tempted to go to Pizza Hut for lunch yesterday, but I settled for McDonalds. I no longer have a bicycle. The last time I rode my black bicycle was January 17, 1994.

Finally, I took 2 aspirin to combat this latest headache, and I drank some water to help me get well.