I just woke up from a great nights sleep. Actually, it was two nights worth of great sleep. I crashed around 12:30AM and slept soundly until about 6AM. My body rudely woke me to use the facilities. This is happening more frequently as I get older. It’s better than wetting the bed, but it interrupts my beauty rest. Most often, I’ll toss and turn for a few minutes, then it’s back to sugarplum hills and chasing nymphs. On those occasions that I just can not drift back into sleep, I have to take matters into my own hands.

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Last night, I get a two-for-one. I like it when I can wake from one dream, take a few notes, hit the head, and fall back into another dream. The only drawback is that I can’t drop back into the dream of my choosing. Why can I recall any memory of my choosing, but I can’t bookmark a dream? The brain can be rubbish. Enough dwelling on frustrations. Let’s get into the juicy stuff.

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The conference was extended at the last minute. I was almost on the plane when I heard. Luckily, the hotel still had my room available. To celebrate, a group of us planned an evening at a five-star restaurant. A gorgeous blonde that I eyed during the conference invited me. She was dressed in a black evening dress. I knew that I had put on something better than jeans and my latest Hawaiian shirt.

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I spent most of my Thursday nights of 2005 with the Burning Hearts at the Bedroom Club in Seattle. It was a fun time that helped to re-ignite my passion for photography. This is a selection from nearly a thousand images. If nothing else, I left the show with a limp.

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