Frontier Dreamer
Today will be a good day. Happy Mio Monday everyone.
10/6 2019
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Gotta tend to all that fluff.
I think I solved one of the problems that was plaguing my new system. I think I can get back to work editing goat videos now. Hooves crossed.
10/6 2019
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Today will be a good day. Happy Yogi Day everyone.
11/6 2019
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Good goat times today. A grey day. Light drizzle on my way to the goats, but at least it stayed mostly dry while I was there. Not cold, but not warm either. A far cry from last year’s scorching summer. This is more usual for Denmark. Struggling to get to the 20C/70F that I call summer. Hopefully we’ll get some warm spells in July and August.
But the goats enjoyed the greens. We took a tour around the place. Entertaining the kindergarteners at the fence. And several visitors along the way. Nuller got approving laughs as he displayed his back-balancing skills. He’s still eager to do it and light enough to pull it off. And on a jacket-day it’s a lot easier on my back. Milo, on the other hand, seems to be self-aware enough to realie he’s probably too heavy to do it now. I was sitting under a tree and leaned over to give him the chance to jump up and reach some branches, but he didn’t grab the chance. What is he, a good year and a half older than Nuller? Considerably heavier, though I’m sure he could still put it off. He’s lighter than Mia was the last time she did it..
11/6 2019
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Unlike Milo, Mia DID accept some help to reach the branches. Luckily she didn’t get all the way up on my back. Even just leaning on me with two paws on my shoulders kinda hurt.
11/6 2019
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Thanks, Mia. It’s easier on my back when you can reach for yourself.
11/6 2019
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Milo and Sky, always close
11/6 2019
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That’s it for me for today. I am going to go digging for dinosaur bones in the rich soil of my dreams. If you see rings in your glass of water, don’t worry. It’s not a T Rex. It’s just that my diet has been spectacularly unsuccesful so far.
11/6 2019
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Today will be a good day. Happy Hump Day everyone.
12/6 2019
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It’s been a while. goatlog.
12/6 2019
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Lily mama and Nuller. You can see the famiy resemblance.
12/6 2019
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Currently reading Craig Ferguson’s new book, Riding The Elephant. Can confirm I still love that guy. Funny, smart and Scottish. Just like me. Okay, I’m not that funny. Or smart. But if there’s one thing I know for sure, it’s that I’m not Scottish.
13/6 2019
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Today will be a good day. Here’s Popcorn from 2015.
13/6 2019
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Good goat times today. It was thundering and raining last night. But luckily it had passed by the time I got out. So instead I got a quite lovely, sunny day. I t hink we got to the magic 20/70 degrees. The ground was wet in places, but we can live with that. Took the goaties out on a tour of the greens. Stopping by the kindergarten fence to entertain. And there were kindergarteners on our side of the fence too, so they got some upclose time with the goats.
I got some upclose time with Mia later on. We were sitting on the bench, and she was alternating between chewing her cud and snoring in the sun. Then suddenly she startled up from her sitting position and sneezed me in the face. Thanks, Mia. Maybe I need windshield wipers on my glasses. Haha. But I do so enjoy when I sit down on the bench and she jumps up on it and sits next to me. Perfect way to daze in the sun.
13/6 2019
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Definitely not going to sneeze, don’t even worry about it
13/6 2019
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Got my Nuller on too.
Sharp muddy hooves on t-shirt. I don’t know why I do this to myself.
Wait, yes I do. Cos I lov them goats like.
13/6 2019
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Do you ever feel like this world isn’t for you and you don’t belong in it and you can’t handle it?
Just wondering.
When I was a kid I at one point had the ambition to write a great literary classic. Something like… Robinson Crusoe or Dr Jekyll and Mr Hyde or Frankenstein or you know, something that becomes cultural archetype.
Somehow it didn’t pan out. But at least a few people around the world will remember some goats because of me.
I had a Twin Peaks dream, in which I couldn’t open a door, it was like there was a black hole on the other side
, or sideways gravity pulling it closed when I tried to open it. Eventually when I got it open someone had scribbled creepy stuff about my sister on it. Or, not scribbled. Carved. Oh,. I don’t have a sister by the way.
I wonder what the world would be like without religion. Would people be complete assholes because they lack moral guidance? Or wait, that’s what it’s like now. Well, I’m sure they’d come up with something else to control the peasants. Pay us a penance dollar to absolve your sins. Or buy this drug to protect against radiation because science.
Vice President Nicholas Sparks, calling it now.
Do you think vikings secretly just went out to strip bars and football games when they said they went raiding? Did Elmer Fudd ever settle down and get a family? Is there a Fudd clan somewhere? Is that the origin of the Foot Clan? Do you think world peace or nah?
pkkay, think it time for bed. Engage sideways gravity, full speed ahoot
13/6 2019
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Today will be a good day. Here’s grandma Mio with little Bruce and Clark from 2014.
14/6 2019
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The only thing I don’t like about pizza is that it doesn’t sing back when I serenade it with A Whole New World
14/6 2019
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goatlog
14/6 2019
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Had some good dreams last night. I’ve been sad for a while because I felt like I lost my ability to lucid dream. It’s been months since I did it, at least since I remember doing it. So it was nice to have a couple again. Nothing spectacular, but there’s just a great magic in being aware you’re dreaming. Knowing that even though everything seems completely real, you are in a fabricated space. You are in a creation of your mind. I love that so much. I was in my parents’ old bedroom, on their big bed. With our old phone. There was a woman on the line, she didn’t call me, she was just there when I picked up the phone to make a call. She was saying creepy stuff, but I was just laughing because I knew it was a dream and not real.
Later on I was dancing around singing “this is a dream, this is a dream” to everyone. It’s funny how in lucid dreams, at least in my experience, people don’t react. They don’t object and say “no I’m a real person!” or anything. They just ignore it. I think we were in a library. I picked up a book and held it out and said I was going to transform it into something else. But then I woke up. When I say lucid dream, I mean semi-lucid. I don’t think I’ve ever had full control and the power to change the shape of the dream or things in it. I’m just aware. I think by trying to change the book into soemthing else I overloaded the dreamcircuitry and popped the dreambubble. I don’t have the power for that sort of thing… not yet anyway.
I fell back to sleep and had more good dreaming. I think we were in our old ‘formning’ class room. What’s that called in English? Arts & Crafts? It was down in the basement, away from all our usual class rooms. With arts supplies. In this dream I realised that I could see with both eyes. My vision problems usually don’t enter into my dreams too much. But here I realisd that I was supposed to be blind on one eye. So I was thrilled that I could actually see with both. I put a hand over my normal seeing eye and marvelled that I could still see with the blind one. Except, I’m pretty sure they were swapped in the dream. So I was actually covering the eye that is blind in reality. Hmm. Well anyway. I was just glad to be able to gain awareness in the dreams. It’s more interesting than reality.
14/6 2019
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Look what I done got in the mail vortez! Two of them in fact, and a donation for goat treat fund. You really shouldn’t have, Gabi Wolff ! But thank you so much! Supremely kind of you! Me and the goats would be happy to meet your grandkids if you get the chance to stop by again!
14/6 2019
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Thank you everyone, for walking along with me. When I feel alone I just have to turn around and see the path filled with beautiful people walking along.
14/6 2019
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Today will be a good day. Here’s Mads from 2006.
15/6 2019
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Linie 3
15/6 2019
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Time to relax. Here’s big baby Nuller in front of Lily mama. Oh I forgot to mention, last time I was there Nuller went to the milk bar again! Sheesh. I’m not sure he got much, but I guess he’s not done trying. He is a demanding litlte big boy.
But now, I’m going to shut down the devices for today. See you tomorrow, or sooner if you can dream it.
15/6 2019
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Today will be a good day. Happy Funday everyone.
16/6 2019
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I did not achieve lucidity in my dreams last night. But I did have some cool dreams. Keiko was in one of them, but I don’t really remember what was going on there. I also dreamt that I was traveling across America in frontier times. With 3 goats. I am pretty sure that Yogi was one of them, but it’s all pretty hazy. And we invented basketball. We had a (modern car) tyre that we hung up in a rope and we thrw a ball through it. And then someone suggested tilting the tyre so you had to sort of lob the ball through it instead of just throwing it through it. And such was invented basketball, TRUE FACT. Do not listen to your history teachers, kids. They don’t know nothing.
Also, I am not very good at geography, but in my dream we realised that we were in Maine, and that Maine was the biggest part of America (like 75% of the continent) and that it was in the middle of the country and that’s why it was the… MAIN part of America. Apparnetly my dreams like dumb puns.
16/6 2019
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Gabi posted a bunch of pictures from her recent visit to the goat place. Lots of sweeties.
link: Gabi’s album
16/6 2019
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goatlog
16/6 2019
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Feel free to admire my very fluffy beard.
16/6 2019
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Hoof in hand, arm in arm
16/6 2019
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That’s all for now.