Dream – Bikeride Warning It is Sunday, the 26th of January, 2020, about 8:20 AM. The aura, and a few details, of a vivid dream persist after I awoke a few minutes ago with my dear wife Frances beside me in our little house in San Juan Bautista. I need to tell […]
March 26, 1979[Spring of 1979 Frances and I were getting acquainted at work but not yet romantically. We both drove VW beetles: hers green, mine white.] Strange comedy dream last night. I pulled into a filling station; just two pumps near some huge storage tanks … no building, no attendant. I hesitated to stop, but
Tim; early December, 1988 I had this dream on our way, stopped for the night in Emma, our home-on-wheels, while driving down from Idaho to California. Frances and I were walking along the beach at night: the sand, the breeze, the ocean waves, the whole bit. We walked along and came upon a card table
Tim / Dec 3, 1988 / Council, Idaho When we went to bed in our apartment, it was still the third of December, a Saturday. But both of us woke up about midnight, which was unusual. I had been dreaming that Frances and I were driving in our home-on-wheels, Emma. We were navigating a winding
Tim, 2/19/83, 2066 SW 10th Ave., Portland, OR I dreamed I had a minor part in a play and I didn’t know my lines at all. I was walking in the forest, had to get back to my bungalow to study my script. Came to a fork in the path and didn’t go the way
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Tim, 1/23/83, 2066 SW 10th Ave., Portland, OR Today’s dream: Frances and I are upstairs making ice-cream for a party: barbecue on the balcony. I invent an “easy way” to carry my cello bow upstairs: rig a long string through a series of large screw eyes. Tie the bow to the string and pull it
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Letter to Dad, a dream, March 5, 1982 Dear Dad, I just awoke from this dream. Frances and I were arriving in Boise in the late afternoon. You were still at the college. Mom greeted us cheerfully at the door, but I could not linger in the reunion; I had to answer nature’s call. I
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Tim’s 2021 Memorial Day Dream About 1975 Amp Repair in Oregon City. I vaguely (unreliable) remember telling part of the following story to tech support whiz, Jason Beyer at Watlow-Winona, about a decade ago, but now it relates even more to my day-job’s recent controller developments. While drinking this morning’s coffee, I remembered a dream
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A Valentine for FrancesBy Tim Sunrise on the 2nd of January, 2005I’m flying east while my girl lies asleepwith vivid dreams to keep her warm.Ten more nights to go,the longest we’ve ever been apartsince our flaming start one score and five-point-six years ago.San Juan Chickens is ready to crow,the master, the graphics, the critical hours behind
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San Juan Bautista, California 2016-Sep-10 Take-1, unedited, as told in our kitchen by Tim to his wife Frances and to Kinan Valdez, the producing director of local theater company, El Teatro Campesino. Just before Kinan concluded his friendly visit to our house, on a whim, I started the iPhone, on the kitchen counter near the back
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