But Not a Real Green Dress, That's Cruel

Every so often, usually when out driving, that "If I had a million dollars" song pops up on shuffle, and every so often I think about what I'd actually do.

The issue of course requires limitations. Because when people ask for the "If you had a million dollars, what would you spend it on" answer they're not looking for the answer "Hire a good accountant and maybe an investment broker, donate a substantial amount to charities I support instead of my usual $20 to $50 blibs, and pay off the mortgage". Well, maybe some people are looking for that answer. I don't know. It always feels a bit like a "You have these resources that must be used" question, often a "that must be used on yourself", and often a "right now!"

( Weirdly introspective materialist-universe ramblings. )

My evening

"Dude. Dude. Dude dude dude."

I was thinking about temples and foundations, as I often do.

"What?" teinedreugan asked me.

"There's a thing," I explained, "where you sit and stare at it and you don't get anywhere and then suddenly you know what to do and you can do research and...." I kissed him.

"Bye!" said whispercricket, as I packed up my computer and prepared to scurry up to the office.

"whispercricket understands!"

"I wasn't even really paying attention," she comments.

I am pulling books off the shelves, flipping through the indexes, muttering 'stretching the cord', which I looked up on a few websites, but I want things in books, for citations. I toss Seth: God of Confusion onto the bed in its notebook, and add Ancient Egyptian Construction and Architecture, and go through several books and put them back.

Then I pause, and take one of those books down off the shelf again. "86, 86...."

I was actually looking for page 87, but close enough.

I read. "At Edfu, inscriptions in the temple tell us that it was oriented from Orion in the south to the Great Bear in the north."

I put the book down.

My mind is exploding.

Pedj-shes.