I will dream?

 

Will I dream?

That line is from 2010: A Space Odyssey” where Dr. Chandra is shutting down HAL, in an effort to see if he can reactivate HAL 9000 (2001).  HAL allows this process, only after asking that question.

 

At that time of the 1970s, computers were bulky machinery that filled a gymnasium. Then my computer seemed unfathomable and certainly something unattainable.

But here its relative sat, on my desk in front of me.  It did not have independent, self-created-as far as I knew.  But it sure had strong will, destructive will, as I discovered back in mid-December.

Have you ever seen that dreaded black screen with squared white letters telling you that your computer has inexplicably shut down?  Over and Over?  If you have, then you are nodding your head at this very minute. 

 

That happened to me on December 20, 2012.  So long ago.

My computer had been in the shop, and then returned to me clean and humble.  Will it last?  I don’t know.  But I wonder, as it sat on the work table with other broken computers, did it dream?

If it did, it had nightmares, terrible destructive nightmares.

 

 When my brothers died, I dreamed of them.  Odd dreams mind you, but I was close to them.  Robert was my age, born in January 1951, and I was born in December 1951. He died in 1997 from a horrible brain tumor.

 

Bill died in in 1999, at age 44. His death was the result of septic poisoning after back surgery.

 

Their dreams were about faith and death. Mom said that Robert told them as they drove him to the hospital that he was going to see Jesus that day. I know that he did, God confirmed that to me.

 

Bill? The day before his surgery he called me. He told me that he was ready to die, if that was what God willed for him.  

 

Trust, faith, eternal life and believing is what we were promised. God always keeps His Promises.

 

 

 

 

 Even to a computer?

 

The COOL Cars we love

 

 

                                                             1957

 

While my own experience with cars is limited to home to school/store to home, I had spent time with my grandson, the car thief. Thank you, dear Lord, for technology. We will watch him grow up.

 

 While his vocabulary was that of a two-year old (which he was at the time), he had clear vision on the types of cars.  There are three:  little cars, big cars, and cool cars.  He was quite serious when he said "COOL cars."

It makes perfect sense, this division of cars.

Here are some “cool cars”.

I tried to remember what this is....

Now, given that these are “cool cars”, there are many cars that used to be the "Kings of Cool Fast Cars".  Sadly, they have broadened their line. Now the cool cars are really expensive, and not that cool.

 

Not your father's Maserati

The Dukes of Hazard and Magnum P.I. must weep at the devolution of the cool fast cars.

P.S.  The Mustang is still the Mustang.  You can see them at this site.

 

I need to get better cars, some cool cars. These are not.