Aztec Nightmare

I had a dream/nightmare the other night which was so vivid it woke me up. In my dream I was in the house I grew up in with a group of people who I knew (but I only knew them in my dream not in my real life). The people were in possession of an sacred Aztec ceremonial breast plate and were trying to figure out what to do with it. I do not know how they got this item, if they excavated it or what.  Shortly there after we became concerned that our lives were in peril because an Aztec mummy was coming for the sacred item we held. The mummy was reanimated by the ancient gods and would kill anyone in its way to reclaim it. In a fit of genius, I placed the breast plate at the corner of the houses front porch. The mummy came to the door to get in and I simply pointed and said "It's over there". The mummy was then satisfied and did not want to kill us. We even tried to talk to it in a friendly manner and then I awoke... very strange!

Classic Piss Shivers!

The Piss Shivers showing me where I belong!

This is only a test...

This is only a test... Or so the old 1950's Cold War warning goes. To me this is not a cold war but rather a war for attention, one in which I would like to be the victor. Victory for me in this case is to promote myself and the projects I'm involved with... Even if it is in a shameless manner - haha! With that in mind and with a look forward I now proudly start my online log. World beware!