This is what my sleep pattern looks like the day after food poisoning.
That’s all I got this morning. Still kind of in a ‘I don’t wanna do anything’ mood.
Fading fast from memory, but my dream last night came out of nowhere.
I was in some place like France, at some kind of cavern/Victorian era natural history museum, with offices next to the Louvre or something. And I was there doing some type of da Vinci code bullshit with this random spy woman I’ve never met, on contract by Death itself. Had to run through this cave and trip alarms and pick up some kind of deed. Get split up from the chick, end up on the street where Death is waiting in a car, sitting next to him is whatever the fuck this thing in panel 7 is.
Deliver the deed, death speeds off, and that’s the end.
What could it mean?
Anyway, here’s the sleep chart, maybe somebody can put 2 and 2 together.
So I’ve noticed that I appear to only dream when I get less sleep than I probably need.
Looking at the chart though, doesn’t seem like I missed all that much…
I neglect to mention, though, that I didn’t really get out of bed until closer to 6. I was sort of half asleep, checking the tweets. Pushing it as far as I can. Lucky for me, the traffic this morning was kind of a breeze, and I made it to San Mateo at about the same time I usually do, even though I left 30 minutes late. It’s probably gonna suck tonight…
I did have a dream. I’m not sure what to make of it, especially as the details fade, but here goes. I was walking down a street, and I found myself in some kind of health clinic. It kind of had a 1970s public institution vibe. Kind of what I imagine a methadone clinic to look like. Not exactly a great place. I go in there, and there’s some kind of gathering of people. Regular, working-class people. Not really attractive people. They’re all just sitting there, filling this makeshift public forum/waiting room type place. It feels like they’re waiting for some kind of union meeting to start, but nobody who’s supposed to talk has shown up yet. All these people waiting make me forget what I went in there for. For some reason, I take out an iPad, of all things, and start filming the defeated looking faces of this group. After making a 360 degree pan with the iPad, I turn around and leave. As I’m about to exit the building, an asian woman in her 30s comes up and asks me where the DMV is.
And that’s the dream. It’s kinda weird, no?
So anyway, later on I’m going to upload a new radio show to mixcloud, and share it here. Hopefully sometime tonight I’ll actually upload it to the KECG server and it’ll broadcast over the air this weekend.
Remember when I used to talk about my sleep? Well that’s back.
So I’ve been averaging less than 7 hours of sleep every night…maybe that’s not a big deal.
I’m pretty sure I did dream last night, but nothing memorable. The other night I was embarrassed to realize I was dreaming about work. That’s the last thing I want to do. I give those people enough of my time. Gives me an idea, though, for when I finally get sent to the official training–I’ll blog about it. If anyone ever wondered what it’s like to work for the DMV, I’ll let you know, but who knows when they’ll actually send me to training…
As for last night, my sleep was cut a little bit short for two reasons. Both relate to me being a little excited.
Firstly, at ~3 am PST, the Seattle Mariners and the Oakland Athletics officially started the 2012 season of Major League Baseball. I didn’t quite make it for the opening pitch, but I did wake up early enough to catch the 6-12th innings. I almost wish I didn’t, though. It was a bit of a disappointing game. Stellar performances from Brandon McCarthy and King Felix, but the A’s couldn’t produce runs when they needed to, and were defeated in the 12th inning. Ichiro had a great night. Or morning. Or however you want to look at it. They do it again tomorrow, this time starting an hour earlier (closer to 2 am). Not sure if I’ll wake up early enough for that one, however, because tonight…
The Legend of Zelda 25th Anniversary concert comes to San Francisco! I’ve been looking forward to this since they first announced it, and the day is finally here. I brought my camera, hoping to make a video review to share on this website (some day). I also plan to make a new radio show in the next two days based on music from The Legend of Zelda.
And I haven’t forgotten the movie reviews. The Lorax and Metropolis are almost done, I would have posted yesterday but I felt like adding pictures to break up the text. Just gotta do that and those’ll be ready. Then on to John Carter and Casa de mi Padre.
So a lot on my plate today and the rest of the week. Let’s see how many of these goals I can tackle fully in this compressed time/sleep deprived week.
Had a dream last night that somehow wrapped itself up. Isn’t it always fun when your dreams do that? It’s almost like they’re planned out.
I dreamt I was hired by some kind of graphic design company. They had a fancy new office and everything. So I get hired, and literally the second I sit down to work I get a call from a bank or something that wants to hire me too (for more money, etc., or something). So I close the one file I opened, some bad looking graphic that needed work, and leave to do this other thing.
Bunch of other stuff happens, but just before I wake up, I’m driving down the road and I see a billboard with that graphic I didn’t have time to work on. And it’s a super ugly billboard. And this woke me up because I thought, ‘I could have made that billboard good, but I quit on them.’
I’m not sure what it all means…
Anyway, talking about Arrietty yesterday, and how I didn’t really read books when I was a kid, brings up something I’d like to discuss.
I follow LeVar Burton on twitter, I’m not 100% sure why. Maybe it’s an effort to follow as many cast members of Star Trek: The Next Generation as I can. But there’s only like 2 left, I even unfollowed Wil Wheaton, ‘cuz that guy got on my nerves. So it’s really down to LeVar and Brent Spinner, or Geordi and Data. However, Geordi is not who I associate LeVar Burton with primarily. For some people, Geordi is first and foremost Kunta Kinte.
But not me. I haven’t even seen Roots. I know him primarily from Reading Rainbow.
As a kid, even though we had illegal cable, I still found myself watching a lot of stuff on PBS. I watched Jack Horkheimer – Stargazer, I watched Bill Nye, I watched Carmen Sandiego, and I watched Mr. Rogers. Interestingly, I didn’t watch Sesame Street, it was just never my show. But I did watch Reading Rainbow.
The Reading Rainbow wiki page says that the show ‘encouraged reading among children.’ It did not have that effect on me. I liked the show for the portions where LeVar would go places and show things. I used to hate it when he would say “but you don’t have to take my word for it” because that means 5 minutes of stupid kids talking about stupid books. They’re always crappy kids books, which might be a redundant phrase. Of course, even if it was interesting, after listening to these kids talk about the books they read, I had no reason to actually read those books myself. So while the show was designed to promote reading and literacy, it had the opposite effect for me.
When I think back on it, though, I can’t remember reading one good book in my whole childhood. Not until like 10th grade did they assign a book that was actually entertaining, and even then half the books were still total shit.
Reading Rainbow likes to make it sound like reading helps the imagination, but for me it always seems to hinder the imagination. I mean, they’re telling you what to imagine, writing it out in detail. A real good imagination flourishes with no guidance. TV isn’t any better, but at least TV has pictures and music and a set length of time.
So now, Reading Rainbow is coming back. This time as an app. I’m glad Reading Rainbow is back in some form, even if reading totally sucks ass.
So the other fat white guy at work has had a serious conjunctivitis since I started working there, I feel like I’m getting it.
Maybe I’m just not getting enough sleep. Or maybe it’s just the light by the mirror making it look worse than it is.
Eye strain might be the cause, though. Too much time spent looking at screens, from the TV to the computer to my iPhone. Also, driving is pretty eye-intensive, and I’m doing a lot of that. It could be related to the florescent lighting everywhere; I just know those lights are crap. But is any of that enough to really do damage to my eye? I hope not. I like my eyes.
The worst part is, I always have these bloodshot eyes and I don’t even smoke. It’d be one thing to look like a stoner if I actually was one, but I’m not and I still look like shit. I haven’t earned that stoner look, it’s more like I inherited it.
Another issue with my eyes is, sometimes I see what looks like a brown speck floating in my eyeball. I know my brain is doing a lot of filtering on what my eye actually sees, but for it to miss a spot like that, I worry I’ve done some damage. Maybe I spent too long a time looking at the sun, or my dad welding, or camera flashes, or stage lights. Or maybe it’s more the sign of early diabetic damage. I hope not. I certainly hope it doesn’t get any worse.
As I expected, the accelerometer inside the iPhone is probably not sensitive enough to accurately track anyone’s sleep patterns. But still, it’s fun to think about.
Interestingly, the app I had been using to track my sleep before this weekend was made by my friend Tom’s major competitor. The one that he suspects is sabotaging his rating and rankings in the App store. Whoops.
I don’t really feel that guilty. After all, I wouldn’t have the app if he hadn’t have told me to download it in the first place. Hell, I wouldn’t even know such an app exists. Anyway, I’m loyal enough to stop using the old app, and I asked Tom which app to try instead. He suggested this one: Sleep Cycle. Now, is this app any better than the other one, which I wont name? Probably not. Does either app truly do anything? Possibly not.
But what the hell, I need to wake up.
Anyway, here’s my chart for last night.
I suspect I’ll only be using this app as long as it takes Tom to make his own sleep app, which is next on his plate.
Speaking of Tom and his apps, Fitness Buddy was featured on Gizmodo this weekend. Since I was responsible for most of the photography and video in that app, I feel like it’s worth plugging here. I do find it ironic that I worked so hard making content for a fitness app–the Gizmodo headline is ‘Stop Being Fat and Get In Shape with Your Smartphone’–and yet I’m very much out of shape, and not even interested in using that app. Maybe I should change that…BUT NOT TODAY.
So, the Ghost Rider: Spirit of Vengeance review posted yesterday. I also saw The Secret World Of Arrietty (not to be confused with The Borrower Arrietty, or Arrietty, or The Borrowers) last Friday. I specify the version I saw was the Disney produced American localization, as opposed to the original Japanese or the UK/Australian version. I think it would be interesting to see all three, and maybe someday I will. But for now, I’ve only seen one. Sometime this week, I hope to review it. In short, though, it is a wonderful example of artistry. Even with the American voices, it’s worth seeing on as large a screen as you can. If you have the opportunity, go check it out.
The other thing that is imminent is a new Radio EdSoft Film. Or two. We’ll see. Just gotta finish recording/mixing in the back announces.
Not sure what to make of this sleep pattern thing. I’m hoping, as I get used to this sleep schedule, that the sleep pattern should become more uniform from night to night. Dunno if I’ll ever make it there.
Anyway, today I’m gonna keep it short, because hopefully I’ll have a new radio show to post tomorrow night. Also, Ghost Rider is tonight, hopefully I can find parking.
See ya’ll later.
I don’t recall any dreams from last night, but if that chart is to be believed, I still got a lot of REM sleep. Of course, how accurate can an app on my phone really be?
I do know that I don’t feel like I got enough sleep last night. Went to bed after heavy discussions of finance, which itself came after a 1.5 hour commute. There has to be a way to cut that commute down. It’s starting to get to me. Today, I’m either going to stay in San Mateo and find something to do here, or I’m going to get some BBQ in Alameda. Either way, I don’t think I’m going to make it home before it gets dark.
I think I am starting to see some patterns in the traffic. If it’s slow on the bay bridge, stay in the right lane as you approach the toll plaza, but then be sure to move back to the fastrak lane quick before you get stuck behind some asshole who needs a receipt.
One thing that happened last night that might have contributed to my lack of sleep was I got an idea for a story. It’s not ready to share yet, but it might be this website’s first attempt at fiction. It also has potential to be some kind of web video series, that is if I can get my shit together and actually write the thing, and that assumes that after it’s written it’s any good, and then that assumes that it’s good enough to attract talent and probably funding. Lot of assumptions it might not live up to, but we’ll see.
I also saw a couple posts turned chain letters yesterday that I might take a stab at. The first was started by Film Crit Hulk and can be found here: http://badassdigest.com/2012/02/05/why-you-love-movies/. This was followed by Quint on Aint It Cool News: http://www.aintitcool.com/node/53531.
I’ll get around to mine sometime in the future.
Speaking of movies, I’m going to try to catch a preview screening of Ghost Rider™: Spirit of Vengeance tomorrow night. It’ll be the first film I’ve seen since starting this blog, so IT WILL BE THE FIRST FILM REVIEW. I’m not certain it’s deserving, or maybe my blog isn’t deserving of that film. WE’LL SEE.
The other chain letter thing isn’t really a chain letter yet, but it will be after I’m done with it. I hope. Fishamaphone’s post on Angel Moxie really does something I wish to do with this blog, but haven’t achieved yet. Hopefully I can compliment his piece with one of my own, and maybe that might even inspire others to follow our lead. Angel Moxie and The Venis Board were both a big part of my life for a long time. It’s kind of fallen out of fashion, and isn’t the popular place it once was, but it’s still my home page. I’d love for it to return to it’s former glory, but that’s probably not realistic. In any case, it’s worth writing about.
Anyways, that’s all for now. Until later.
How long does it take for the average person to fall asleep?
I have this app on my phone that is supposed to keep track of my sleep state, so that it doesn’t wake me up when I’m in a deep sleep. I don’t really understand it.
First of all, it seems to wake me up when I’m in what it calls REM sleep. How does it figure I’m in REM sleep when it’s only got an accelerometer and a microphone to make measurements? And doesn’t REM sleep mean I’m dreaming? Is it easiest to wake up when you’re dreaming?
If that chart is to be believed, then I am dreaming through most of the night there, but I don’t really remember any of it. Maybe I should start trying to remember dreams and share them here. I can’t really claim to have interesting dreams, though. I don’t even have bad dreams. I can count the number of nightmares I’ve had since I was eight years old on one hand. I’ve had some, let’s say, weird dreams since then, but every time I do I can usually attribute it to my body warning me from sleeping in a poor position. When I sleep on my arm and pinch a nerve, that’s when I get a weird dream to get me out of that position. Maybe that’s why it’s easiest to wake up during REM sleep.
I don’t know if I snore or not, but it’s likely since everyone in my family does. The paid version of this app I use is supposed to be able to record the noises you make, but I’m not interested in paying a dollar for that feature. It works well enough at not sounding an alarm when I’m in a deep sleep.
If I try to break it down, what happened when I was younger to lift that bad dream burden? The story I like to tell is that around that time, I was taken to a pow wow, and my native American neighbor bought me a dream catcher. I hung it near my bed and I haven’t had a serious bad dream in over 15 years.
That’s a true story, and it’s a cute idea, but come on. Dream catchers don’t do anything (not that I don’t still keep it near my bed). So what really happened? Did the dream catcher give me a sense of security? A sort of placebo effect? Or maybe I was at an age where bad dreams were less common anyway. Or, most likely, I had finally been media saturated enough that dreams really didn’t matter. That’s kind of a sad way to look at it. It’s more fun to just trust in the dream catcher.
As for not getting enough sleep, or just laying in bed for a half hour to an hour trying to sleep, I probably should just be more active. Physical exercise, genuine fatigue, should be the reason I’m tired, not just because I had to wake up early that day.
Thanks to this blog, I’ve been waking up consistently every day. Maybe sometime soon it will even feel normal to be awake before the sun rises. Hard to say.
Sleep is interesting though.