I usually have pretty darn exciting Friday nights and this week’s was no different than most. I left work a little early because it was the end of spring break week for us and it was pretty darn quiet. Plus, my stomach was starting to bother me. When I got home I thought I’d take a short nap, which most days ends up being five whole minutes before I wake up. This time it was two and a half hours. At that point, I decided I’d just take it easy on Saturday and skip the gym altogether.

Saturday wasn’t all that exciting, but it started up with a dream where someone parked their car ON TOP of my new car. I couldn’t get in, so I couldn’t find the number of the insurance company, and I was trying to figure out just who to call. I even remember it being on a narrow street behind our neighborhood Trader Joe’s in a dream neighborhood that seemed very familiar yet not exactly like my real neighborhood. I think I’ve seen this dream neighborhood before.

I’ve been accused of being a Civil War re-enactor because I have radios with tubes in them. Tubes, as in the glowy hot old-school things used before transistors. Today I was busy getting an old printer working so I could print ENVELOPES and put STAMPS on them. After people contact each other on ham radio, we have to confirm the contacts. There are ways to do it on the computer, but I think the traditional method, sending postcard-sized QSL cards, is more fun than just some bits on a server somewhere. So I was busy addressing envelopes and filling out cards to send out. The postage gets expensive, but who has a cheap hobby? Plus, I’m a fan of the post office and this will show my support.