I just awoke from a dream that I was at former Portland Trail Blazer owner, Paul Allen's (R.I.P.) house .... just a regular house and not a mansion, looking to borrow vinyl records from his collection and speaking with a caretaker who invited me to return later for breakfast, when an intense lightning storm passed overheard. I ran outside with my camera, fumbling with the settings while lightning bolts struck the ground all around, unable to get the camera to function for a single photo. Standing a few feet away was a kitten and it suddenly became paramount to get that kitten inside to shelter. Returning outside and the storm that had let up, suddenly resumed along with my awkward handing of the camera. I never did get that photo.
That's been one of my dreams (or perhaps I should say, hopes) for that past five years .... to get a photo of a lightning strike. This evening's sudden dream, perhaps not exactly qualifying as a nightmare, still became a total fiasco.
And then, I remembered .....
Earlier this afternoon, back in real life, I was the beneficiary of a random act of kindness. It was during a lunchtime breakaway from work. I reached the drive-thru window of the fast-food establishment, attempted to hand the window teller my payment and was informed that the guy in front of me had paid for my order. I looked to wave but he was long gone. Almost like he had just vanished in a poof. Now I can't help but wonder if he had a sudden feeling, that something incredibly weird and twilight zone-ish was going to happen to the person in line, behind him, and decided to brighten my day with generosity.
And speaking of owning the Blazers ..... The owner of the company I work for is rumored to be on site one day next week. I informed my immediate boss that I'm going to approach the owner and request that he purchase the Blazers basketball team. That "surely, he can outbid Phil Knight." I also added that I'm going to ask him to finance a record store in town, let me run it and in that way, rid my current employer (him) of a renegade.
"Oh yeah, you're a real renegade" was the response.
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