Vibes

I have this odd sense of foreboding. I have been having nightmares about horrible things happening to my family for the last several nights. The dreams have been so bad that I have woken in freight from them screaming "Stop it Mom!!!", and on the following night "Stop it Peter"... This is not like me. I sleep like the dead. Also, I have never been told that I talk in my sleep before, but the other night I fell asleep at Jb's place, (we were watching movies too late,) and he told me that I was talking in my sleep. He couldn't make out what I was saying, but then I can understand the situation. I mean Wisconsin english, muttered by an over exhausted girl, can be a little hard to catch. I've tried with my sister Jubilee before. It was hopeless. All the same, I wish he did catch it. What was I saying?!

Anywho, I called my mom today for a moment to thank her for the (now sour) eggnog, that she sent to me in the mail for Christmas, and see if I could catch any queer vibes from her. Happily I discovered, that no, there is nothing that interesting or extreme going on at home. Just the usual sort of chaos and pandemonium. Gump and Bean came home for a visit, Pop has started to atempt to write a book about his mathematics, and no new calves have been born that I must name. 'Please call back next week after "So-'n-so" the cow has her baby, we will need you then.' I finished the call in 12 minutes and am so far pleased that nothing is happening at home in WI. So, I will in a few minutes, be attempting to call Gabe and Pider down in Texas to se if there is anything going on there. I don't really expect to find anything, I am just doing it to feel better really. Much is the same reason why I am writing it all down here this evening. I just want to make them stop so that I can get some sleep. I love sleep. Sleep has always been my friend, why is it being so mean to me now?

Oh, and of the beat entirely: I had originally meant to devote this blog to the film I saw this weekend, Lord of War, which I found to be extremely well done, but I am to tired to do it justice today. Perhaps tomorrow I will blog about that. In the mean time I suggest that everyone look at the reviews for this film. They aren't lying, it is in a class of it's own. Funny, sad, enlightening, cruel, honest, heart wrenching at moments, and brutal all at the same time. You can hardly decide who you want to see succeed. I am not a big fan of Nicholas Cage, but I found him absolutely perfect for his role. If I believed in reincarnation, I would say that this character was him in another life.

Blah! I am going to try calling Pider and Gabe now. They are generally happy fellows they should be able to cheer me up.


CCR
Have You Ever Seen The Rain?
Someone told me long ago:
There’s a calm before the storm,
I know;
it’s been comin’ for some time.

When it’s over, so they say,
it’ll rain a sunny day,
I know;
shinin’ down like water.

What I want to know,
is have you ever seen the rain?
I want to know,
have you ever seen the rain
comin’ down on a sunny day?

Yesterday, and days before,
sun is cold and rain is hard,
I know; been that way for all my time.

’til forever, on it goes
through the circle, fast and slow,
I know;
it can’t stop, I wonder.

But, I want to know,
have you ever seen the rain?
I want to know,
have you ever seen the rain
comin’ down on a sunny day?

Yeah!,

I want to know,
have you ever seen the rain?
I want to know,
have you ever seen the rain
comin’ down on a sunny day?