Tuesday, August 30, 2016

Dream attendance at a conference in Cuba

Last night I had a very vivid dream about being at a particle physics conference in Cuba. I was walking in the conference hall, because somebody split coffee on one of my slides. I wanted to get a  copy. The chair person of the session asked me what I was doing. Then people started  complaining about people waking around and not attending sessions. I was named and shamed.

The conference ended. I went outside the hotel to get a taxi to airport.  I couldn't find my bags. I was walking around the streets, asking whether this was a dream.


Monday, August 29, 2016

It couldn't happen here.

It is a bank holiday today in the UK. I did intend to do some more and indeed I did some in the morning. In the afternoon, I saw the sun shimmering and bright. I decided to finish reading the book: It can't happen here by Sinclair Lewis.  The story is about an American president who turrns himself into a dictator. I read it because it was recommended  as a  good book to understand the bid of Trump to become president of the USA.

I can see many parallels with the appeal of Trump. One big difference is that the plot in the book setting up of an SS like organization called the "minute men", which takes power,   however Trump is too disorganized to set up such an organization. I doubt that if Lewis was writing the novel now, he would worry about the communists at all.  It is written is a very lively style.





Tuesday, August 23, 2016

North Korea

Last night I dreamed that I was walking into a restaurant for a big family meal. I was talking to a woman who came from North Korea. I asked her, when she came to the UK and she didn't understand me. She sid ",OK I will go home with you. We will get a taxi home after the meal." At the restaurant we didn't end sitting together. I though I should make her sit next to me.

My dating life is much better in my dreams, than in reality. Of course perhaps she was a spy.


Monday, August 22, 2016

Dreams of the naked

Last night I had a long confusing dream about living in  a hospital. My room was small, but I had three room mates, one of which was a robot. There was a lot of tension in the flat. Yet another room mate joined the flat. She was a restless blond. A couple came around looking for directions. My female room mate was asked for help with finding the place they were looking for. She then pulled her dress off and sat their naked and proud. The visiting woman came back in the room and she was naked as well.

Needless to say I then woke up. What was most depressing was that I was happy to get out of the situation. Was I allowed to sleep with one of the women and which one?

Tuesday, August 16, 2016

Drinking in Brighton

The weather was fantastic in Brighton, so I manly sat outside and read my kindle. I did notice that Brighton is a bit of a party town/ There were not enough seats outside. A couple of times I sat down to start reading my book after breakfast. People sat beside me and started drinking. One time in the small park in front of my hotel. Two guys started on the vodka and orange. One of the guys asked me about my leg. He has some problem with his lung. Everyone is polite when they start drinking.They didn't offer me a drink I might add.

Another couple started drinking cans of cider in the morning on a park bench. They too were polite.

I didn't take a beer with lunch and I felt better for it. I did drink before dinner after 17:00, well I was on holiday. It is so expensive to drink in pubs now. I am almost paying 5 pounds for each beer. In one pub I noticed that they had a vending machine in the toilets which sold Viagra, rather than the more standard condoms. Most of the pubs were fairly empty, because it was a weeknight.

I did find an upscale Coctail bar where I drank my first Martini. Essentially, I ordered a "Vesper", which is a drink created by James Bond. This was not cheap, but I did get two for one.


This is why it is best to go on holiday with a girl friend. I was a bit woozy, so  I walked back to my hotel, I thought I would have a beer to sober me up. The bar I walked inn turned out to be a gay bar, but that was no big deal. It was two for one on beers, so I ended up with two pints. The server did say I didn't have to take the second beer, but did I mention how expensive it is to drink in pubs these days..


Suddenly I could see what people ended up drinking in the morning in Brighton. It was time to leave for the sake of my liver. I took a train to Eastbourne.



Saturday, August 13, 2016

Start of a holiday in Brighton (on being banned from a Gay pride event)

Normally I take holidays outside the UK, because the weather is better and normally even with the airfare, it still turns out to be cheaper. This year I decided to have a holiday in Brighton UK It took just under 6 hours to get from Plymouth to Brighton. I tried to get a taxi from the railway station to the hotel. There was the end of a big gay pride event and the taxi driver thought my hotel was in the restricted area, where the main party was. As it happened my hotel was outside the area, where a wristband was required. The taxi left me at the wrong point and it took some time to find my hotel.

My hotel room did indeed have a sea view. After checking in I wondered around. There was a big party area, which I  couldn't go into because I didn't have a wristband. There was a lot of music. Many people were carrying around cans of beer, so it was a traditional British event.  I drank a German beer, then I ate a huge mixed grill meal from a Turkish restaurant. I was so full I could barely move. I was just sat on a piece of concrete. One of the security guys for the gay pride event went over to talk to me. I had a couple of scabs on my leg after banging into things. These were not serious, but they looked a bit bad. he told me they probably would not let me into the guy pride event, because of my leg. He felt that I would fall over. I didn't actually want to go in, I was just digesting my food.
Still I was banned from a gay pride event. Us people with bad legs should organize our own musical events with chairs and hotels with lifts. There will be much hopping madness.