Thursday, August 18, 2005

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Techno-dreaming last night. Both dream segments involved some aspect of technologies. The first one was like a mini-mystery story. I was working for a small software firm and we had some proprietary communications technologies. In some fashion, I found out that some of our technology was getting handed over to competitors. This was happening from within our own facility by someone who was acting like a spy. I told several of the principals about the problem and we decided to set a trap.

There was a big industry event scheduled one evening. We made a point of announcing that we were closing the building that evening, encouraging staff to attend the event. An assistant and I remained in the building in an alcove that overlooked the front doors. If someone was going to enter the building, they'd have to come through the main doors using their employee card.

The assistant and I stood in the alcove. The industry event was just starting. We both noticed a person approaching the doors. It was a woman. She swiped her key card, entered a pass code, and entered the building. As she passed by the reception desk, we could see who it was. It was a temporary employee that we had been using to help with some coding issues. She was definitely capable of the doing the espionage--she had the requisite skills.

We let her enter the software development area and we moved to a security station where we could monitor what she was doing on her computer. We watched remotely as she bundled up parts of the code, accessed the internet, emailed the package to a remote address, and then went back and cleaned out any traces of her actions. That's how she had been helping pirate our code. This time, using the monitoring station, we had copies of all of her actions, links and communications. We signaled to waiting guards to move in and arrest her.

The second dream segment was at the industry event. I was seated at a main table across from my friend RM, who was seated next to Steve Jobs. We were all discussing various technologies and their impacts. The person next to me was a cinematographer and design specialist. I had never met her before, but had heard of her. One of her animated shorts was playing on the conference screens, filling the background with colors, shapes and soft sounds. It was a new piece that involved the use of special technologies to layer the images and sounds together to invoke effects on the viewer/observer. She was explaining how she had achieved some of the more spectacular results. Jobs was asking her if she would like to come to Pixar and show his people what she had accomplished.

The dream ended there on a note of anticipation and promise.
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Found a pair of sandals, somewhat like my old ones, at Nordstrom's. Sales people weren't that helpful, but I managed to locate the ones I bought.

Been nursing my middle back and ribs. Getting compression strains from sitting in my desk chair, reading chair, bed lounger, and otherwise. None of the seats in this place are fully comfortable. It's been adding to my back, side, rib issues for the past week. Went too the chiropractor this morning and came away fairly aligned. Am now kinked up from sitting while I wrote this post.

Had breakfast at a cafe this morning. I sat at one of the only tables that was in the sun. Discovered after I sat down that there was a newborn mother's group accumulating in my area. By the time I finished breakfast, I was practically surrounded by strollers, diaper bags, crying infants, and a bevy of young moms. Didn't whip out my Oates book and read after eating; just ate and left as quickly as I could.

Dance class tonight. I picked up the step descriptions for the Tuesday class's new dances. Helps to remember them. Can't just rely on memory; need to review afterwards from the step sheets.

Daughter should be returning from New York tonight. Scheduled to see her tomorrow. Haven't seen her in a while. Talked with her, but haven't seen her. She should be tanned-up from her lifeguard and swimming job. Paddle on!

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