Random Thing #1: Bea Arthur and The Titanic

I’m sitting down to blog and have no idea what I’m going to blog about.  

So I’m going to program my computer to post random things throughout the day.




I just woke up from a nightmare. I dreamed that my friend K. was pregnant. (Not Kealoha, another friend). And we were talking about her baby and she said she wanted to name the baby Bea Arthur. “You’re not serious,” I said. “Oh, yes,” she said and rubbed her belly with that warm I’m-so-pregnant smile.

That wasn’t the nightmare part. The nightmare part was there was this shipwreck and I decided to rescue all the people. So I swam down to the bottom of the ocean, looked around the ship (there was an air bubble in there thankfully) and no one was there. There were plates of food just abandoned and music playing….and I guess everyone had escaped already….except for me…I woke up with a gasp because I realized that I had no idea how to get to the surface.


So, Bea Arthur baby and possible drowning. Ugh. What does it MEAN?



Dreaming of Summer (and an extra fantasy)

Here’s what I love about summer: I love visiting my friends Brendan and George, something I haven’t done enough of in the last years, but I love seeing their cottage and walking on the beach where the waves are sometimes so loud that it drowns out the sound of your thoughts. I love getting sand in my hair and between my toes and in the cuffs of my rolled up jeans.