I was reviewing my site recently and reminded of my dreams that I had written down here. However, I didn't find one that I had thought I had recorded so thought I would add it in now. The dream is related to an experience I had that I talk about some in this blog entry. However, before I had that dream I had the one I describe below. And I found my original diary entry for the dream, so I will just transcribe what I wrote some 17 years ago.

I've been thinking about writing this post for quite a while, figured I should take a shot at getting it done before 2008 finishes up. So far 2008 has been a year full of transition, for me and many of the people I know. And it seems to be a common theme that I've noticed when talking to people, even the economy and the US government is going through changes and transitioning to something else than what it was before. Has all of this change, this transition, been easy? No, not really, but then growth into a new stage of life usually isn't.

I recently had a couple of encounters where I offered 'expert' advice on small business management and IT support to a couple of different people. After talking with these people and some follow up conversations later on I realized that these people already knew the facts and were very polite in not handing me my head during the initial chats. Well, that will teach me. So I will work on not making an assumption of ignorance and that I am duty bound to try and educate someone who may already be a lot better educated and experienced than I am.

Several years ago I became interested in drawing and trying to improve my artistic abilities. While I was doing this I ran across the book Drawing on the Right Side of the Brain by Betty Edwards. I would definitely like to recommend this book for anyone who is interested in improving their drawing abilities and hasn't had much luck with regular art classes.

Lately I have been reminded of a belief I hold about the lessons that occur in life and that our reaction to these lessons can help us grow or have us repeating a lesson until it takes. These aren't just lessons taught in school, these are lessons that form our character, define our actions and eventually pronounce who we are as a person. *

I thought I would play around with this blog entry, more than usual. I was out for a walk this evening and as I came to an isolated part of the trail I had a couple of lines come into my head, sort of like I was reading a some lines from a book. I have this happen every now and again so thought I would try to capture what might be considered a 'micro; story and try to paint a visual. Now if I could just 'hear' the rest of the book one of these days I could write a more complete story. :-)

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I like to read the blog Joel on Software and he recently published an article "Martian Headsets" where he talks about the upcoming IE 8 and the decision the development team is trying to make about how to render legacy documents and not have people think a page is broken while still supporting web standards. Not a good problem to have and Microsoft will probably take heat for whatever decision they make, primarily because they are Microsoft.

I went to an interesting meeting last night, it was the monthly meeting for the San Diego Refresh group held at the offices of digital-telepathy. There was a fairly large crowd and it was encouraging to be in a group talking about web "stuff", which I get fairly excited about myself. The focus of the discussion was about blogs and was held in an open forum method, with questions being asked by the moderators and then being answered by people in the group.

I am really in overdrive on this whole reminiscening thing lately and here is another post that may make you go Gah! Sorry about that, hopefully I will move out of this mode soon, for your sake, if not mine.

Warning: Following content contains text that may be considered extremely syrupy, those affected by high sugary content should move on to other topics. Also contains spoilers for young beings that have certain notions about present giving involving an individual in a red flannel suit accompanied by reindeer.