andromeda one

i dreamed that i was with my old pal, jesse, and we were trying to find somewhere to get work done. we ended up at this weird building, which i determined was my chiropractor’s office on the west side, even though it looked nothing like it. i needed to use the bathroom (that stress-dream topic again), and was told i could go inside briefly. i noticed that the people in the office were all acting really paranoid and being very twitchy. i went outside to tell jesse what had happened and no one was out there.

scared, i pulled out my phone, which was no longer an iphone, but a candy-bar phone with the numeric/alphabet buttons. however, it had predictive text and really bad auto-correct, so i couldn’t text jesse to ask where he was.

i went back inside and the place had transformed into a weird hall with pod-like rooms up and down the sides, and a diner/restaurant. the people were all hiding, or running around being paranoid, like my first visit.

i came to learn that the place was called andromeda one, and there was a commissioner, or some dude in charge, that had everyone on high alert. he would switch into normal-looking clothes (janitor’s overalls, businessman’s suit) and try to catch people breaking whatever the rules were in order to punish them. sometimes you could call him on it, citing a statute that covered the exception to whatever rule he “caught” you breaking, other times, the person was hauled away, either screaming or pale and silent.

some guy befriended me and pulled me into his pod. he wanted to help me get ahold of jesse. we were somehow able to communicate with jesse and i found out that we were both in two worlds at the same time. one of us was on the strange planet (i can’t remember what his was called), and the other was on earth, in the building, where the other inhabitants were, running around being paranoid. it explained my first visit into the chiropractor’s office.

then i woke up.

this weekend

this weekend, the neighborhood was shook by a savage. a woman, walking on the bike path near el dorado, was brutally beaten (surgery is rumored to be needed) and raped shortly after midnight on friday morning. she was left for dead and eventually crawled from the bushes to the path, and was found by a passer-by.

wrong with this situation is that she had to endure something unthinkable and unimaginable, and people question, “why was she walking alone after midnight?”

as if she should have been tucked away, safely inside of a cab or other building where she would be “safer”. as if there is an implied curfew for women being outside. as if an attack is relegated to nighttime. as if she were “asking for it.”

since friday morning, the police have referred to the incident as attempted homicide because of the extend of her wounds. i hope it’s because attempted homicide will garner a greater sentence than rape when the assailant is caught.

I say ‘when’, because this neighborhood will not sit at rest. in fact, there is a march scheduled for thursday evening at 7, with over one thousand confirmed attendees, to walk the bike path with the intention of reclaiming the path.

i don’t think i’ll be in attendance; i’m not convinced it will be an effective event, but glad others are.

however, i do use the capital city trail daily, and intend on arming myself with the tools and knowledge to prevent myself from becoming a victim.

peace to the person who had to endure this horrific situation. happiness that she made it out alive; there is a long road ahead for survival.

finally using my degree

i’ve been designing screens for the past couple days at work. it’s been a while since i’ve pushed pixels around and it’s been a nice break from troubleshooting and coding. it’s nothing very complicated, but i still hope the client likes it; i’m not a super-designer, by any means.

the semi-annual shindig went well, albeit ending a little earlier than normal. i think it’s because we woke up at 8 in order to get everything done. in hindsight, we probably could have slept til 9.

my summer of mickey’s is over. though, i can still fill in if someone needs a shift covered. it’s nice to know i can score a handful of cash if the need arises.