In another #WeirdDream which should interest @kd6cae @BorrisInABox and others, the National Institute of Standards and Technology (NIST) posted a job opening. Apparently they wanted someone to sit in front of a microphone and humm, yell, or otherwise use their mouth/vocal cords/etc. to generate the various audio frequencies used in radio station WWV/WWVH broadcasts. I recall trying to calculate how much audio each person would be responsible for generating. The person humming at 100 Hz, the frequency of the BCD timecode, would be generating audio for fifty-nine out of every sixty seconds, whereas the person probably yelling or screaming to generate the 1500 Hz used at the top of each hour would only be responsible for about 800 milliseconds of audio each hour.
I had a few weird dreams last night. In one of these dreams, several years ago my parents had bought me a Yamaha DX7 synthesizer for my birthday, and paid good money to have its owner's manual recorded onto several cassette tapes (I have no idea what kind of manual(s) the DX7 comes with, so I have no idea how accurate this is or isn't). Anyway the tape manual was in the type of container that cassette talking books came in. I recently realized that this tape manual ended up in a certain garbage bag, and I didn't bring it with us when we moved. I was convinced my parents were going to be mad at me. Oops! #WeirdDream

Edited a weird old dream entry: two dudes, half-socks, a green department store, archaic vocabulary, questionable adolescent phrasing, & the haunting possibility that embarrassment is just loneliness trying to get noticed.

#DreamJournal #WeirdDream #Inscrutable

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Wow weird dream last night.

My favourite gaming cafe closes in 2 weeks - just to set the scene.

Whilst all the building works are continuing on the house the kitchen isn't really that usable - so I said to @thing "let's pop to Extra Life" for dinner.

We drove up there and all the junction had changed - and the cafe had closed and reopened as a pretentious wine bar taking in the unit next door so they had the views of the roundabout (there isn't a unit next door - this is the funny bit!)

We were sat at a table and Thing stood up to go to the bar. When she came back and went to sit down someone took the bench seat she was sat on.

I was horrified that Mike & Rachel (the owners of Extra Life) did nothing - and when I asked them why they said "he's our landlord and we don't want kicking out". To add insult to injury we got a parking ticket despite paying and still being in time - which is odd as there's no parking there.

It was a really really weird and lucid dream.

#dreams #weirddream

there was some kind of illness or phenomenon that spread in ways nobody understood, and when someone caught it, they go unconscious for some time, and wake up as if nothing beyond a point in 2021 occurred. They weren’t confused; they just woke up continuing that point in 2021 in their mind. I was the designated recovery therapist for ones in my family that caught it, as well as other members and friends who were not affected, but understandably devastated because the other person doesn't have that history of 5 years with them anymore. I was trying to explain that You can narrate to someone what happened to their life in the missing years, but that does not recreate the feeling of having lived them, and full recovery is impossible. I was creating a recovery program that focused on helping people acclimate with the situation, and trying to quarantine the condition.
My dreams are often highly specific and cohesive. I wish I was that creative in waking life!

#dream #weirdDream

Had the weirdest dream the other night.

I was somehow pregnant by a definitely-not-human character from one of my fandoms (not mentioning which character because I'm not quite
that open). He was like, refusing to acknowledge the pregnancy at all, which was annoying to dream-me, but it would make a kind of sense if the reason was because he was freaked out by the entire concept of human pregnancy.

Normally the idea of
myself being pregnant is a resounding HELL NO. But in this dream, I was okay with being pregnant with a half human/half alien baby that was already so big you'd think I was having triplets or something.

Dreams are weird. Maybe next time I have one I can remember, it can be a fun sexy one instead...even if I do wake up horny and lonely from them.

#dreams #WeirdDream
@BorrisInABox If I hadn't seen it myself, I'd wondered if you forgot to put a #WeirdDream hashtag.

I woke up and I had to type this out before I lost it.

I look at the fireworks show that has become
of my life and call each spark and sparkle
something different, divorced from me
as if I were watching the show on a field
on the 4th of July
and it isn't my own life that keeps exploding -

~this came to me in a dream
-Allēna 3/19/2026 #dreams #inMyBrain #myBrainDoesThis #ourPoetry #thisCameToMeInADream #weirdDream

#WeirdDream time again.

This time, it was sort of a self-documentation kind of thing, in which I was asking myself:

"Hey, remember when you turned 18? You got that Puddle of Mud CD for your birthday. It was the single greatest thing that ever happened to you.

You would go on to graduate high school in three days, and then your life as a young man would truly begin. All-the-while, the anthem to your future success playS.

"She fucking hates me
Trust
, she fucking hates me
La-la-la-love
I tried too hard

And she tore my feelings like I had none
And ripped them away"

WHAT THE HELL, BRAIN? BUT ALSO, HMM... MAYBE.

According to a #WeirdDream I had last nnight, Vox has just released a new delay module, which is Eurorack compatible. It's called the Vox DU-105 TinyDelay, with a maximum delay time of 24 milliseconds.