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"I met a girl who sang the blues
 And I asked her for some happy news,
 But she just smiled and turned away.
 I went down to the sacred store
 Where I'd heard the music years before,
 But the man there said the music wouldn't play."
 
    -- Don McLean, "American Pie"

( Don McLean, on the day the music died )

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Much less pain than yesterday, but extremely tired. Gotta drag myself out to the pharmacy in a little while, then ought to make another attempt at buying a DTV converter box. (My experience so far has been that each store only carries a single model, which they're sold out of ... and which the salespeople know absolutely nothing about, like whether it's programmable, or how many timed events in can store.)

I dreamt that I fell, on the Moon, bone-jarringly hard, sending up a cloud of dust. And though the sensation of falling did not wake me, the thought that I had to calculate how far I would have to fall to hit that hard in lunar gravity did wake me. (So I was already starting to wake up by the time I thought to check my spacesuit for damage, so I'm left wondering how that came out. It was an Apollo era suit.)

My left thumb is twitching. This is quite disconcerting. If I don't look at it, it's just an odd sensation similar to an electrical shock. If I do look at it, seeing part of my body move of its own accord is disturbing.

It's not constant -- it'll go quiet for a few minutes then start up again, and sometimes the movement is faster and smaller than in this video (I happened to catch it at just about its most extreme).

Odd.

( Lunar dream, status, thumb spasm )

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