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Tuesday, September 21, 2010

Dreaming of numerous foursquare postings

I have this problem lately where I dream that I'm doing numerous calculations in my sleep in the middle of the night.

In this dream, I have this huge appetite for posting where I am at every turn. I feel like I see an * sign where I ping my latest location. I even have this dream where I'm obsessed about seeing all the posts that I've made. I must be playing for points in my dreams.

In reality, I post my whereabouts on Foursquare about 10 times a day. I project that I'll have 10 posts on foursquare today.

From Atlanta to Memphis

Last Month, Kelly and I took a road trip to see my family in Oklahoma. On Wednesday, August 11, 2010, we left home in Acworth, GA, and travel South on I-75.

To bypass Downtown Atlanta, we transition to I-285 ("The Peremiter") West, then South onto I-20. We go West on I-20, pass Six Flags over Georgia, pass the rest of West Georgia, and travel into Alabama. We would have to go through Downtown Birmingham to get to our journey. I-20 and I-59 merge to become one freeway (I-20/59) and I noticed that a Cemetery marked a stopping point for I-20 by itself. My theory is that w/o the Merge with I-59, I-20 would no longer exist.

To get to Memphis, we would have to exit I-20/I-59 at Arkadelphia Road (U.S. 78). It was a sketchy road like Cobb Pkwy and Buford Highway are in Metro Atlanta. 12 miles from the time we exited, U.S. 78 would become a freeway for us.

U.S. 78 is marked as the "Future I-22 corridor" for the length of the freeway from Birmingham to the Mississippi/Tennessee State line. U.S. 78 took on a Northwesterly drive for us.

U.S. 78 would eventually turn into Lamar Avenue and get us to our next spot, I-240 West. Then I-240 would arc North until we exited at Union Avenue. After making the wrong turn (turning right) at the exit, we made a u-turn to get to our hotel.

Along the way, we drove past Sun Records and Auto Zone Park (home of the Memphis Redbirds).

Wednesday, August 25, 2010

Strange San Diego dream Monday Morning

I had this dream where I was on vacation in San Diego again. I was on my way to a game at Petco Park to watch my Padres, and I was stuck in a holding pattern where I wasn't sure that I was even going to the game.

I was near the San Diego Bay near Harbor Drive, close to the ballpark, and the next thing I know i make a huge leap from a platform and onto a balloon/air filled surface into a portal far, far away to Virginia.

Just before that, I was very, very close to a couple of radio personalities from XX Sports Radio from San Diego, and I was handcuffed not knowing what to say to them or even being able saying Hi to them.

In reality, I'm a huge listener of XX 1090 Sports Radio online. I'm a huge San Diego Sports Fan (Padres and Chargers!!!), and I've been to 16 Padres Home games at Petco Park in my lifetime.

In reality, I aim to take Kelly to a Padres game in San Diego someday soon. Hopefully in 2011.

Friday, August 20, 2010

2 dreams this week

On Monday, I had a dream that I was visiting an old family friend in Springfield, Missouri. Along the way in my dream, I was on I-44.

This morning, I dreamed that I was adding a NY Islanders app on my blackberry. It had an orange circle with the Islanders logo in it.

In reality, I don't forsee any plans to go to Springfield, and I'm going to try to add the Islanders APP on my phone today.

Saturday, July 3, 2010

Phoenix Sports transitions

I was happy to see that A.J. Hinch and Josh Byrnes were fired from their respective jobs as Manager and General Manager of the Arizona Diamondbacks.

I was happy to see that the Phoenix Suns are not going to re-sign Amare Stoudamire to a max-deal.

I was happy to see that the Arizona Diamondbacks hired Kirk Gibson as their interim Manager, and they should try to sign Kevin Towers to be an executive for the team.

I'm happy that the Phoenix Suns still have Steve Nash running the point, and I'm happy that they're not getting all caught up in the hype of the 2010 free agent class.

Old San Diego travel dream

About two weeks ago, I had a dream that me and a friend of mine, Bill Rich, landed at San Diego's Lindbergh Field early in the morning. When I went through the double doors, there was a sign that read "75 South, Coronado." We get outside the terminal, then we walk around the building to an unknown destination.

The next thing I know, it's later in the evening and I somehow magically appear at Phoenix's Sky Harbor Airport. After that, I realize that I am running late for my editing shift here at CNN. I try to get a direct flight to Atlanta, and then the suddenly turns into night time. I can't get a flight out to Atlanta that same day. So I would have to wait until the following day to go back home.

What a scary dream that was. It started out nice since I was in San Diego at the start of my dream.