I recently started reading Chris Watkins blog–primarily because of this post, although I guess I’ve had a loose association with him from the sniderboard for a few years now. His recurring series “If They Were LDS” is what I’m writing about today, though.
My favorites:
Matt Dillon
Carl Sagan
Kenny Rogers
Because Carl Sagan as Hugh Nibley? I can totally see that. Both equally enamoured with the cosmos, each arriving at antithetic worldviews.
In my dream I decided to go to Iran on short notice. Iran isn’t usually the kind of place one goes on a whim–at least I can’t imagine that Americans regularly wake up and think, “Hmmm, I’m running low on oppression. I guess I’ll hop over to Tehran.”
Anyway, I arrived in Iran and went to my hotel. I hadn’t packed anything–I pretty much just had my passport and a credit card. I booked a room at the hotel, which was pretty pricey at $300/night. I didn’t worry too much about it, because I figured that my company would reimburse me for it. (I do travel for business occasionally, and usually get reimbursed for travel expenses.)
I decided to walk around outside, and when I got out of the hotel I came upon a construction site across the street. The building was nearly finished, and I saw that it was an LDS temple. It was the most massive temple I had ever seen (and I’ve been to the temples in Salt Lake, Los Angeles, and Washington DC, which are the the LDS Church’s largest). But this temple was spectacular. It had a domed roof (much like the Hagia Sofia), and was constructed of very fine white marble, and much of the structure was ornate with gold highlights.
It was so large that I looked up and saw a large ringed planet in the daylight sky. I wasn’t sure what to make of this–was the temple so massive as to disrupt gravity in the solar system, and bring Jupiter closer to us? I guess it’s a good thing that the laws of physics don’t necessarily need to apply when you’re dreaming.
I also wondered why the LDS church was building a temple in Iran. I guess it was in anticipation of converting throngs of Muslims. Probably not a good idea given the common interpretation of sharia which proscribes the death penalty for converting to another religion. Not realistic, but it was a dream after all.
…is as easy as posting this, I guess.
I’ve been learning about the wonderful world of online advertising. I’ve found that there is a lot of details I didn’t know about how things work, even if I had a vague sense of it all. I mean, I understand that advertisers pay publishers and all–it’s just all of the minutia with which I’m acquainting myself.
So as an experiment, I will post a picture of mine (from flickr.com) using adbrite.com’s BritePic service. Here goes:
Ok, so that didn’t go too well. I’ll mess around more later.
Here’s the pic anyway.
I had a weird dream last night. I dreamt that I was hanging out with the guys from Toad the Wet Sprocket, and we were eating sushi. It wasn’t the kind of sushi I’m used to eating though. It was some kind of pasta dish with salmon, and it seemed that the salmon should have been cooked, but Randy Guss assured me it was sushi, so we all ate it anyway.
Sushi and pasta–that does sound pretty weird.