Static in my attic

This morning I dreamed that the clock radio was telling me to allow for a longer-than-usual commute to class today because throngs of Reagan’s mourners were choking the 118 westbound to Moorpark…silly brain to think that so many people would descend on Moorpark of all places…oh, wait a minute…

We interrupt this broadcast with news from Bob that I in fact was not dreaming. Apparently the Reagan library is located over there in the Simi Valley. Well, there goes my plan to lament how much of my mental energy is wasted on nassssty car commutes, even in REM sleep.

One Response to “Static in my attic”

  1. Scott says:

    I just don’t understand all the sad faces over this president’s death. People should be happy for the man, as I’m sure that the last few years dealing with his advanced Alzheimers was anything but rosy. Besides, I don’t think he was really that great a president. Sure he had great personality, afterall he was an actor. Also he seemed to be in the right place at the right time for some key events. Do people really think he was key to ending communism and eliminating the Berlin wall? Please! Communism ended because in practice it was a complete failure. (Communism would probably work quite well if humans weren’t afflicted with greed and lust for power) I can’t gripe too much about the man’s performance as I was hardly into politics back then, however I can say that Ronnie was indirectly repsonsible for puting our current administration in office. For that alone, I spit on his presidency!

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