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In last night's dream (one of them), I was working with a team of people at LF (again--it's been nearly a year since I left there, but the memories linger on) on a mathematics toy. It had three areas of interaction, pretty much like an equation--x+y=z.

In the dream, we were discussing ways to activate the x and y areas. Proposals involved using rods (counting objects), blocks, magnetic numbers, and other strategies. We managed to prototype several of the ideas and were testing them out. The dream continued for some time with the team busily making modifications and trying out new ideas. The device looked promising.

There was an entire side discussion around the topic of the age-level for the toy. Someone questioned whether or not a child who didn't have a complete grasp of numbers might deal with building equations. Some of us pointed out that, if done correctly, the child would be encouraged to play and learn. That there would be no "right" answer, but the discovery of matching patterns by varying the input objects--especially when using counting rods. The output area could image the result of combining the objects in the two input domains.

Anyway, the dream discussions proceeded in this manner as did the physical device. By the end of the dream, the device had been adjusted to accommodate people's different suggestions and was ready for review.

Awoke a bit late this morning. Read into the early morning hours and didn't want to jump up when the clock showed 7, 8 or even 9. But, had a chiropractor appointments so I finally had to move--slowly.

Shocked to hear of a second wave of bombing attempts in the UK. Looks like the bombers didn't put their devices together so well this time around. Fortunately, their mistakes resulted in no loss of lives. They ended up, it seems, carrying a bag full of smoke bombs.

So many uncertain events pounding on the planet. Terrorists, avian flu pandemics, starvation, disease, deaths, and so much more. My small personal concerns seem like pollen dust caught in the swirl of a hurricane. Life goes on, and on, in this petty pace--Uh, oh! There it is again--a Shakespeare leak, a bardic blowthrough, a residual remembrance of scenes long past.
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Dance class was fun and energizing tonight. We reviewed Home (NC 2-step rhythm), reviewed something she taught last week (Lusty Passion??), Hell or High Water, and a new one (name gone) that mixed up the CW 2-step and a waltz (bizarro).

Full moon rising on the way home. Jack-o-lantern moon hanging in the sky. At one spot it was bisected by a power line, a black slit across the huge pale orange face.

Yoga and dancing tomorrow. I booked a ticket (using FF miles) to Memphis in September--after Sept 11 of course. About $500 worth of ticket for 25,000 miles. Still leaves me 90+K miles in the bank. Will work for a trip to HI plus still some leftover. Travel time!

Getting late... Time to sleep--perchance to dream...