**Diet Coke Dreams**

The blogging lapse was a combination of no time and not really feeling like there was much to say. Then I noticed how many months went by and it struck me as somewhat sad that I had nothing to say for so long. I almost took down the blog. But material seems to be emerging again.

First came a request for pixs of the northwest spring from my daughter. And now I feel compelled to write about a bizarre dream. I attribute it to the several Diet Cokes I drank to stay awake while I tried to finish grading. It involved this women:


The first time I ever saw her was some years ago, she was walking into a landscaping store with that hair and that makeup and in a pair of - for lack of a better term - hotpants, made from "american flag" printed fabric (this was the real part, not the dream part). Hotpants not unlike these (but just the bottom part - the shirt was different). This person is an elected representative in the Oregon House. Well, I dreamt last night that I ran against her in a political race. We actually drove around in cars together going to peoples' homes to talk to community members about our different viewpoints. All very civil. But I can't get past the hotpants.

As an aside, the night before I dreamt my partner was planning to kill me. Yet, I still can't get past the hotpants.