My phone didn't charge last night. Usually I connect the phone to the charger every night. Once in a while I get an "unable to charge" message. Sometimes disconnecting and reconnecting takes care of it. Some times flipping the way the charger is plugged in fixes it. Well, I unplugged it and then plugged it back in before taking my shower but when I came back it still said "unable to charge." So my phone is dead today. I can charge it in the car but the commute isn't long enough to give a full charge.

I had a dream last night. I was looking at a picture of me as a child. I looked a bit goofy in it. Then the photo shifted into a photo or maybe a drawing that was the same in essence, but different in appearance. In this picture I was facing the side, my head was all but shaved and I had written something in block letters (presumably because it's hard to write neatly on the side of your own head). I don't remember what I had written. Then the picture was in the black book (sketchpad/journal) with some other writing underneath it. The really interesting thing was that there was a comment written underneath that by someone else. It was signed Rxxxxxx Rxx (but the actual name without the x's). What this meant was that RR and I had actually met at some point in the past and I had shown her the black book. Then I was thinking about how we could've met. The best thing I came up with was an A.C.E. International Convention. This is an event where A.C.E. Christian schools gather together and compete for medals in things like music, art, drama, sports and some other stuff. Also, it's just a good time to hang out and meet people from all over the world. Of course, RR didn't go to one of those schools except for one year and most likely never went to any of the competitions since she's rarely been away from the Pacific Northwest. Also, I didn't start the black book until 2000 or maybe 1999 and the last competition I went to was in 1992. So there is no way we could've met. But that's the nature of dreams, transient and confused. Still it allows one a real sense of wonder and "what if." What if we had met before but didn't catch the significance then. Well, it would've been more than a meeting, but a bit of sharing. Actually now that I think of it I did have the black book or the green book at the Cornerstone festival and let some strangers look at it there. I guess I could've explored that possibility in the dream. Still, that wouldn't have happened because RR has never been there and also the picture I saw in the book isn't in there anyway. Just a dream. A dream about having met a girl I've never met.