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Thoughts and Dreams of Aaron Schmidt

This is the online journal of Aaron Schmidt where he records his thoughts (when they seem relevant) and his dreams (when he can remember them).

11 April 2005 Coffee shop robbery

Aurélie and I are standing in line at a local coffee shop. Things seem to be taking longer than normal so we take off our backpacks and sit down on the floor to wait.

The people behind the counter appear nervous. As I watch them more closely I notice that they are moving frequently between the counter and the drive-through window, whispering secretively.

After 10 minutes of waiting in line I look up to realize that all the coffee shop employees have the left the store. I stand up and move past the other customers to find out what's going on but when I lean against the counter it falls away like cardboard. The entire back wall collapses to reveal the employees making off in a getaway car. It was all a setup.

One of the fake employees is a deadly assassin and he's driving an old pickup truck painted light-blue and green. An old man is tied to the back of the truck with an old piece of rope. As the assassin drives off, the old man is forced to run behind the truck to keep from being dragged.

I immediately associated the old man as being a church pastor although there was nothing he was wearing or doing to imply this distinction.

After a few miles, the assassin pulls into a gas station and brings the truck around to the back. The pastor is exhausted and begs to be released. The assassin steps out of the truck and moves towards the pastor, bringing out a knife from his belt. Without a word, he cuts the rope and turns the old man around. The assassin brings his arm around the old man's shoulder, covering the mouth with his hand.

I am now within the body of the pastor. The assassin stabs his knife into the old man's stomach. I feel shock. The assassin pulls out his knife and stabs into the old man's heart. I can feel the pain: a sharp sensation of warmth and the world fades to black.

28 March 2005 Brain Sex ID

My results from BBC's Brain Sex ID quiz:

Angles

This task tested your ability to identify the angle of a line by matching it with its twin. This is a spatial task, which looks at how you picture space.
Your score: 17 out of 20
Average score for men: 16.4
Average score for women: 14.7

If you scored 18 - 20: You have more of a male brain. On average, men outperform women in this task and those with more mathematical knowledge tend to score quite high as well. In past studies, 60 per cent of the people in this range were men.

Spot the difference

This task tested your ability to identify which objects changed position.
Your score: 64%
Average score for men: 42%
Average score for women: 57%

If you scored between 34 - 66%: You may have a balanced female-male brain.

Hands

Left thumb on top: This suggests the right half of your brain is dominant. Some studies theorise that as a right brain dominant person, you may excel in visual, spatial and intuitive processes.

Empathy

Your empathy score is: 5 out of 20
Average score for men: 4 - 12
Average score for women: 8 - 15

Empathisers are better at accurately judging other people's emotions and responding appropriately. If you scored 15 and above, you are very empathic and would be an ideal person to comfort people in a time of crisis. Women in general are better at empathising.

Systemising

Your systemising score is: 13 out of 20
Average score for men: 8 - 16
Average score for women: 3 - 12

Systemisers prefer to investigate how systems work. A system can be a road map, flat pack furniture, or a mathematical equation, anything that follows a set of rules. A score of 15 and above suggests you're good at analysing or building systems. Men in general are better at systemising.

Eyes

This task tested your ability to judge people's emotions.
Your score: 8 out of 10
Average score: 6 - 9
Your result suggests you are a good empathiser, sensitive to other people's emotions. Women generally fall into this category.

Fingers

We asked for the measurements of your ring and index finger. Your ratio came to: Right Hand: 0.98, Left Hand: 0.94
Average ratio for men: .96
Average ratio for women: 1.00

It's thought that your ratio is governed by the amount of testosterone you were exposed to in your mother's womb. The ratio of the length of your index finger to the length of your ring finger is set for life by as early as three months after conception. Even during puberty, when we experience intensive hormonal changes, the ratio stays the same.

Faces

Your choices suggest you prefer more feminine faces.
A typical 'attractive' female face possesses features such as a shorter, narrower, lower jaw, fuller lips and larger eyes than an average face.

3D shapes

This task tested your ability to mentally rotate 3D shapes.
Your score: 12 out of 12
Average score for men: 8.4
Average score for women: 6.4

If you scored 10 - 12: Are you an engineer or do you have a science background? People with these skills tend to score in this range. Past studies have concluded that people in this range have a more male brain.

14 March 2005 Mafia Karaoke

The dream starts off with me standing around at a family gathering. The event was fun, friendly, no reason to be afraid. The boss Don Chapone was there shaking hands, laughing with the kids, doing the regular mafia stuff. As he approached me, I felt an overwhelming urge to spit in his face. Which I promptly did.

I spat in Don Chapone's face.

He wasn't immediately angry, in fact he showed almost no reaction, which scared me even more. Everyone else was looking to beat the shit out of me but Don Chapone calmed them down. He wiped the spit from his cheek, took me by the arm and slowly led me away from the house out onto the street.

I thought, "This is it. I'm going die." After being so stupid as to spit in Don Chapone's face (for no reason whatsoever, mind you) I gave in and resigned myself to whatever fate had in store.

Now to best visualize Don Chapone, you would do well to think of Al Pacino in something like the Godfather part II. In other words: Not someone to fuck around with.

We walked down the road, continuing on into the more ghetto part of town. It took about 25 minutes before we finally reached our destination: a hip hop dance bar, frequented mostly by blacks and latinos.

With a few nods and the passing of bills, Don Chapone and I bypassed the line outside and moved directly to the interior of the club. The music was loud and intense. People of all ages filled the dance floor, grinding to a variety of hip hop and rap music. The club was not particularly large ... perhaps 100-150 people but it was packed.

Don Chapone moved onto the dance floor, making his way towards the DJ booth. We stood there for a moment, the only two white people in the building, when all of a sudden Don Chapone screamed out, "QUIET!!!"

It was a terrific voice. Everything stopped. The music stopped. The people stopped. And I was afraid.

Don Chapone addressed the DJ, demanding that he play some form of drum & bass track. The DJ started to protest and a couple of the bouncers began to walk in our direction but the way in which Don Chapone asked a second time, left no option but compliance.

The hip hop track came on and Don Chapone approached me. In a calm voice, he said "Now I want you to rap and it better be good."

I almost laughed. I really did. I thought it had to be a joke. Or maybe a dream. But I knew he wasn't going to ask twice. So I thought "What the hell? If this is what I have to do than I'm going to do the best I can."

So I opened my mouth and sang. It wasn't rap but it wasn't too bad, it worked well with the music. I even got a few cheers.
I know ... that this life won't stay together.
I know ... that time can take forever.
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