I watched the animated “Happily Never After” last night. My nephew stayed overnight and wanted to watch something that he brought. 

A particular song in the movie caught my attention.  I knew the voice.  I liked the music.  So, I started looking.  The voice is Holly Brook  http://www.hollybrookmusic.com Even after finding her, I couldn’t figure out where I heard her voice before.  Then I found that she is the voice in “Where’d You Go” that I have heard parts of before. The man’s voice in that same song is one of the guys from Evan and Jaron.

The music was by the two guys from Squirrel Nut Zippers; which I REALLY REALLY like.  And Squirrel Nut Zippers have a song in it, too.

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My cousin sent me an I.M. a few days ago about needing a ride to the local DMV office in my town.  Since he was off on Friday and worked evening on Saturday, I decided to go after him  Friday late morning.  I decided to take the motorcycle.  I also decided to wear my leather gear, instead of the lighter summer gear, since I thought I would be back home before it got too warm.  Going into Pittsburgh wasn’t too bad, with the traffic moving pretty good through the inbound tunnel. I got to Oakland, waited for cousin to get ready, and we headed back.  As I was leaving, I thought that I should go out a different way, rather than going back down to where I came in. Since it was only about noon, I decided not to listen to my little voice.

As we got closer to downtown and the tubes… traffic started backing up.  More traffic.  Uh-oh. So, I waited in traffic, in full leather, with a rider on the back, in direct noonday sunlight.  “This isn’t looking good, I thought.  I wondered what was going on, because it shouldn’t have been that bad at noon on a Friday.  I made my way to the Grant Street exit to find a way out.  I was really starting to feel the heat. I wished I had decided on the lighter jacket. I crossed Smithfield Bridge toward Carson, and things were moving pretty good. I was looking to go toward the West side to go around the tubes. After only a short distance, traffic stopped again. We waited in traffic again for a long time, until I got to a place where I could see the distance I was from the tunnels.  It was a long way and we were barely moving.  I turned around when I found a spot and headed back to find yet **another** way out.  I was headed back up Carson, hoping that the Liberty Tunnels weren’t all backed up.  I saw a sign that read “To 51” and I made the right up over the hill. This brought me down on the other side of Mount Washington, onto 51.  I was feeling like I was making some progress, finally. I went down 51 toward the tubes.  As I got to the exit, traffic backed up again.  The difference this time, is that it seemed to be moving a little bit.  It was still hot, but at least I knew within 10 minutes or so, I would be moving at highway speeds again.  As I got back onto the road on the other side of the tunnels, I realized that the tunnels were closed. They had closed the outbound tube at about the time I came through the inbound. Traffic was a nightmare.  It took me somewhere between 1.5 and 2 hours to make a trip that normally would have taken about 45 minutes to an hour.

Last night, I looked online and found that they had closed it for “emergency repairs”.  And I also discovered that before I came in, there was a 7 vehicle — 4 trucks, 3 cars — accident on the inbound bridge; which was cleaned up just before I came through.

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But, I have so many things to do, that I don’t feel right just taking off for a few hours to ride.  I have this feeling that I need to ride south through WV.  I don’t know why. 

Thursday night, I dreamed about my cousin and Jana.  I dreamed that Jana was pregnant.  In the dream, I wanted to help her. I felt bad that she was pregnant and “alone”. I wanted to marry her so that she wouldn’t have to raise the child alone.  I wanted to tell her, but was afraid to bring it up. My cousin was hinting that it was what she wanted, too.

For a few days now, I’ve had three people weighing on my mind pretty heavily.  One is Sharyn.  I even thought that she was thinking about me (perhaps it’s just my ego) and wanted to go riding. I felt like I knew what she was thinking; like I could hear her voice saying a few things to me.

So, yesterday, I was reading a couple of newspapers while I was waiting for a computer to get finished with what I was working on. The papers were beside where I was sitting, so I started reading for something to do. One of the horoscopes said something like, “Did you have a dream.  Did something in the paper or on tv catch your attention?  Someone is trying to communicate with you telepathically.”

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The Ipod nano commercial “1,2,3,4” had me wondering who the artist was.  So, I did some searching. It’s “Feist” which you can find on You Tube and lots of other places. The singer is Leslie Feist.  I like her.

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Some time ago, I read about a new restaurant a few miles up the road.  It was a newspaper article about a Katrina displaced family that opened an authentic New Orleans style restaurant.

The place I was working yesterday ordered their lunch there for the first time.  One had alligator.  I don’t know what the other had.  They were talking about Po’ boy sandwiches and shrimp and lots of things I don’t eat. But, as far as I know, it’s the only authentic “cajun” or New Orleans style restaurant around for a long way.

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Tomorrow is the last day for voting on the state “welcome message” slogan on the highways.  Most people have NOT been happy with “Open For Business” which Manchin put on the signs.  So, a vote is in progress.

http://www.wva.state.wv.us/wv_slogan/

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As I expected, I haven’t been contacted about the reckless driver I wrote about a few posts ago. I am sure that I could have done a citizen’s arrest on this person.  As I recall, the law states that a person can make a citizen’s arrest in a felony or in a misdemeanor that causes a “breach of the peace”; meaning that it is putting others at immediate risk. I recall that it was a drunken driving arrest that was in the court decisions I read.  I’ll have to find the laws again, print them out, and keep a copy with me so that the officers will at least listen to me when I tell them.  Cops too often don’t want to listen to you and want to simply be in control no matter what you tell them.

When I find the info again, I’ll post an update on what I find out.

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I had a feeling…. more like a “knowing”…. over the last couple of days that Sharyn had decided not to send the email she wrote.  I sent her an email today saying that I wasn’t sure when she was getting back; but that I hadn’t received the email she was sending.

I got a note back tonight that, “I decided not to send it after I wrote it. It was good therapy, though.”

I would have preferred she sent it; especially after mentioning it.  I’d rather know what it said.  And I’d rather have read it… even if it was hurtful… if it at least contained her real thoughts and feelings on things.

But, I guess it doesn’t matter in the long run… and I guess it doesn’t matter what I want or think or feel.

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I worked in the Wheeling area today. After I finished my work, I decided that I would take Route 88 up to Rt 67 since I was working right at Rt 88 and since the northbound lane of the highway was undergoing paving. Route 88 and 67 is a route I ride on the motorcycle sometimes because it is winding “country” road.  I was behind a car which was going a little above the speed limit when I noticed a maroon Grand Am speed up behind me. He was tailgating a good portion of the way, but I didn’t think much of it. I stayed with the car in front of me.  When we hit Route 67, the car in front turned left; the direction I was turning.  I noticed a white car coming this same direction, but with enough time for me to put out. I turned left.  A little way down the road, I noticed the white car was back a distance, but still behind me. Soon, I see the Grand Am speeding up on me at a very high rate of speed.  We entered a turn.   As I sped back up after leaving the turn, the Grand Am decided to pass me and the car in front of me on a double yellow line, on a short straight heading into a blind turn. As he approached the turn, an oncoming car exited the turn. The oncoming car braked and swerved to the right; the Grand Am swerved to the right and fishtailed; the car in front of me braked hard and I braked hard to keep from hitting them all since I was sure there was going to be a bad accident. It almost became a four-car accident.  I braked so hard that I threw my laptop computer out of the back seat, and everything out of the front seat into the floor.  I called the 911 from my cell phone and reported the incident. 

As I turned onto the main route of Wellsburg, I was looking to see if they had found him.
 I noticed two cruisers in a gas station/mart type building and saw his vehicle and pulled in. I said, “You almost took out me, the car in front of me and the oncoming car.”  The officer told me to be quiet.  I told the officers that I would press charges or do a citizen’s arrest.  I am sure that I read in the WV law that a citizen can do a “felony reckless endangerment” or “felony reckless driving” arrest in the presence of an officer.  They ignored my suggestion. 

They had me fill out a statement and said that it had to be given to a county deputy to determine if there was probable cause to issue a “reckless driving” summons and I would be called to court.

As I saw it, that translates into, “We aren’t going to do anything about it.” But, we’ll see.

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I’m having recurring dreams.  I keep forgetting the whole details, but I know they are dreams that I have been having.  It seems like while I’m dreaming them, I know they are recurring.

One (part) is me in a big office complex working.  The people that are there change somewhat, but one constant is that I am there doing computer work and they want me to sit in on a meeting. In the meeting, there is normally a man (the boss possibly) that is sick.  Last night, two of the men were sick and they were trying to tell me what kind of disease it was.  It was some neurological disease.

Another (part of the) dream is me running from night-of-the-living-dead type people. It is snowing or muddy and I am trying to get away from them. I think it is snowing, because I think it ties into the other dream or part of the dream where I am on a very slick, snow covered road and trying to get away from where I am. One scene in this one is really strange because I am looking at an old telescopic viewer — the kind like you see at overlooks and vistas — that you put a quarter in to see the view for so many minutes. I notice the sun coming through it and see small creatures on the mirrors. At first, I think they are large, clear snails without shells.  I start to take a picture and accidentally bump the viewer and it drops closed. Upon closer inspection, I notice that it is rusted really badly and I want to find out what is in it, so I try to pry it apart to get to them. When I do, I notice they are sentient and they want to go with me. It is really strange.

Well… time to get ready for work.

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