*slooowwake*

Wait, hang on, this feels weird, what time is it—oh, heck. Didn't I set my alarm? What's going on?

Oh. I set the time, for my alarm, and then I forgot to push the “ON” switch. *facepawww*

*scritch scratch dream journal* MFW using an index card to draw staff lines in your dream journal because initial fragment of credits music from movie-format dream.

MSFW scratching out the treble clef in favor of an ALTO CLEF after using a pitch tuner and realizing the range is slightly easier to cram into the little notebook that way. *gasp* *shock* >..> ^..^; (Maybe I shouldn't have done that, honestly, it would only have been one ledger line, but look, it's our dream journal, so…)

One of the reasons I like paper, really.

The dream itself was in a Trek-like universe, with a ship of humans on a mission to supposedly negotiate with / help uplift a nascent AI-sort-of-creature on a moon (I think it was the Moon around Earth, but I don't remember), but the actual orders from above were to gain intelligence about it, and slightly cripple its development, enough to keep it in a subservient position—not actually harm it but just kinda box it in, partly out of fear and partly out of wanting to control the resources it had access to. Don't remember whether everyone on board knew that at first, or if it was mostly a secret, but either way, once the majority of the crew realize both what's going on and that their target is actually friendly and childlike, they decide to uplift it to independence instead, and work together to optimize its resource extraction further than it could have on its own.

So they're on their way back to the moon, maybe to finalize the deal before someone else (who's realized they've gone off-script) can sabotage it, maybe fighting off internal sabotage and/or various other problems along the way. There's this scene near the end of the trip with “our photon torpedos are armed and stuck behind our shields, and we can't drop the shields while in hyperspace, and they're about to detonate and blow us up!” which is implied to have happened because someone on board who was friendly to the “takeover” plan forced it, and they resolve that by dropping out just in time and at just the right angle so that when they drop the shields, the torpedos hit some other hostile communication probes which were approaching the target anyway, giving them a nice fireworks show to set the ending against.

The ending dialogue implies that the human government is kind of sad and ashamed that they didn't get what they wanted (and that their plot was revealed), but they're mostly accepting defeat gracefully now that it's already happened. The benevolent crew are just happy that it was resolved without any real violence, pointing out that the way they've arranged things leaves the newly formed lunar AI microstate with a large resource surplus and some interesting hybrid technology, which it will still be happy to share with the humans, just not under such nasty terms. Flow into credits in a manner vaguely similar to the 2017 pony movie.

So that was kinda neat. ^..^

Perfection achieved.

Due to the possibility of disruptions to physical safety related to Tropical Storm Harvey, all extant scheduling commitments are suspended until further notice.

Let's hope it doesn't destroyinate us too hard. I think we'll be okay, probably, but. But. Aaaaa.

So Albion (davidn) just put out a demo release of their new album “Buried Souls”! It's a power metal tribute to Undertale. (I know they've described it as “power metal trapped in an Amiga” before, but I think there's been some stylistic evolution since then… I wouldn't mind being corrected on this? Is there a new official way to word this?)

They've done some neat music before. We haven't gotten a chance to listen to the demo ourselves yet, because everything's been too jammed, but if you like that sort of thing, go give it a listen. The full album is supposed to be coming out in early 2018. ^..^

*flip two coins…*

(−) Yay, primary front today. At least… kinda-yay?

(+) Aww, fine.

(−) Now I get to be nervous about All The Things today, like whether that colleague will respond favorably to the things we were nervous about sending last night and whether we'll have been Wrong about stuff and. Aaaaa

(+) I'll help, though! Aaaaa

*run around in circles for a bit before going back for a nap because of spurious early wake today*

(First tentative attempt at a public post. Maybe this is a little more harmless than our predecessor thought? Not sure.)

Korean market success yesterday! I decided to try Korean soy sauce to compare it against the somewhat more mainstream-in-America Kikkoman we usually get; it's not bad, but I don't know if I can tell the difference. I also have doenjang now, and might try to make a very primitive and foolish sort of doenjang jjigae this evening.

Oh, and we have seaweed. Tasty tasty seaweed. :-9

Made very plain cooked ground beef the other day, and then tried using the dripping as part of the fluid to cook rice in in the same pan because the rice cooker wasn't available at the time; someone (not physically proximate) described it as a sort of Yorkshire rice, which seems accurate in principle but since we have no memory of actual Yorkshire pudding we don't know how to compare.

I think we're getting the hang of Using Pan Often. This seems like a good thing.