Blade Runner

As I was waking up today, I was thinking how I ought to get the books for Naked Lunch & Blade Runner & read them. For some reason, as I lay there visualizing the guy w/a typewriter for a head from Naked Lunch, the phrase "Do androids dream of electric sheep?" went through my brain. I knew I had heard that phrase somewhere before - I don't come up w/weird things like that completely on my own. So I google'd it & found out that it's the title of the book that Blade Runner was based on. Which I didn't know but my brain had somehow absorbed without the necessary associations to put two & two together.

Trying to talk Rob into trading computers... I don't need a lot of computing power for school & he's been whining about how his computer won't run any of the games. It's seriously getting on my nerves, because the last thing I need to hear him whining about is how he wants a new computer when he hasn't worked in almost 3 months & I was unable to pay about 4 bills that are due before my next pay period. And gas is up to $3.09 a gallon which means I can't short us this next two weeks to pay said bills unless I really want to take the bus to work... which, in this neighborhood, isn't wise to be standing around a bus stop after dark.

People in New Orleans are a little odd... they held their Gay Pride parade today, and people have been making makeshift tombs for the dead folk laying in the streets & on the roadsides. Life goes on.