more dream fragments

This one was a bit weird, or more weird than usual. Two friends, one male, one female, neither of whom to the best of my knowledge have ever met in real life, are visiting me at my parents' place. He's hitting on her pretty hard, in fact trying to persuade her to have sex with him there and then, and she's only refusing because I'm in the next room. Then my dad shows up and tosses the guy out of the house, and he's laughing and threatening to tell my dad about some stuff from a previous dream which I can't recall but which I know involved some stuff I'd rather Dad didn't know about. So I end up tossing the guy out (literally), and as I'm doing so someone - a neighbour, or a TV personality, I can't recall, but I did know the face - is coming in the door with her two kids who are pointing at the guy I'm tossing out and laughing.

Then the neighbour's cat started yowling. In real life. WAKEY WAKEY.

danny o'brien on organised people

Because of my flawed nature, I'm really interested in these secrets. I find well-organised people fascinating, like aliens. I think everyone is curious about one another's desktop. If there was a soap opera for geeks, it would be all about people juggling sixteen projects while filtering sixteen thousand emails on twenty monitors. It would be called "Shoulder Surf" and would be on at five in the morning and to save time it would be broadcast in fast-forward.

and if you're not good, DONNY RUMSFELD WILL GET YOU!