Family Dinner

I just came from a family dinner. I can't wait until family dinners mean table for 6 plus 1 baby.

The Parable of the Unfortunate Hunter

The village near the edge of the forest had a routine. The hunter would hunt a deer and bring it home. A few days after, when the deer had been consumed, he would hunt again. One day, he thought he would go to the forest and hunt a lot of deer so everyone would have enough to eat and he can stay home longer.

So he went to the forest to hunt. Each time he'd kill a deer, he would go to the village and leave it for the villagers. Every now and then, the villagers would see him but he'll only stay for a short time.

After 3 months of hunting, he went back to the village thinking that they would have enough meat to last them a few more weeks. He found that there weren't any meat stored. The villagers saw him and said, "Why don't you go out and hunt for us?" He replied, "I've been out for 3 months hunting and I just got back." The villagers shot back, "We don't have any food to eat, you don't have a choice."

The hunter, picked up his tools and went to the forest to hunt.

I dreampt of Obiwan

A few days ago I dreampt of Obiwan. I think it's my first dream about him. Maybe it's the first that I remember.

Obiwan was about 4 years old in my dream. I was out eating with my friends and Obiwan was playing by himself around the restaurant where I was. Obiwan ran to me and asked if I can buy him some twin-popsies. And then all my eating friends disappeared and Obiwan disappeared. I made my way out of the establishment and a '35 Cabriolet pulled up. Out came around 15 people dressed in 30's fashion carrying tommy guns. They lined up on the street, 5 people wide and 3 people deep, and opened fire on me. I danced like a rag doll while bullets riddled my body. When they stopped, I was still alive. I got my tommy gun out and fired upon my attackers in a sweeping motion. Their frontline fell. I ran another wave of bullets and their second row fell. And then I woke up...