{"id":228,"date":"2007-08-02T06:22:34","date_gmt":"2007-08-02T11:22:34","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/192.168.1.99:8888\/blog\/2007\/08\/02\/1186053754458.html"},"modified":"2007-08-02T06:22:34","modified_gmt":"2007-08-02T11:22:34","slug":"blogentry-my-dreams-control-my-universe","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/blog.morinfamily.com\/?p=228","title":{"rendered":"[BlogEntry] My Dreams Control My Universe"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Had a weird dream last night.  I&#039;m in Starbucks, waiting in line.  Mind you, I&#039;ve never been in a Starbucks in reality.  Well, maybe once, waiting for someone else.  I&#039;ve certainly never ordered anything.  I don&#039;t even drink coffee.  But there I am, waiting in line at a crowded Starbucks, trying desperately to see the menu of what exactly they sell so that I&#039;ll know what to order.  I am happy to see that they now offer Small\/Medium\/Large sizes, so at least I won&#039;t make the cliched mistake of saying Venti when I meant Grande, or whatever the language is that they speak in the place.   I can make out from my position that there is a &#034;vanilla&#034; coffee, so I figure I&#039;m safe.  (In real life I&#039;m sure this has something to do with my many coffee runs to Dunkin Donuts to get the wife her French Vanilla).<\/p>\n<p\/>It&#039;s my turn, and I order a small vanilla coffee.  The man behind the counter pauses, as if I&#039;ve screwed it up anyway.  &#034;And what food?&#034; he says, impatiently.  &#034;That&#039;s it,&#034; I say.  He shrugs like I&#039;m weird and turns away.  &#034;What, did I get in the wrong line?&#034; I ask.  &#034;Yes,&#034; he says, and I realize that I have been standing in the food line.  The other line is for coffee only orders.<\/p>\n<p\/>So I just got into work 10 minutes ago.  I work in a cube farm where half the floor is another company, and we can typically overhear conversations.  &#034;I&#039;m going downstairs now,&#034; I hear a man&#039;s voice say to someone.  &#034;Just regular, right? Because I&#039;m not ordering any hazelnut or vanilla or any weird flavors like that.  Just on principle.&#034;<\/p>\n<p\/>Cue Twilight Zone music!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Had a weird dream last night. I&#039;m in Starbucks, waiting in line. Mind you, I&#039;ve never been in a Starbucks in reality. Well, maybe once, waiting for someone else. I&#039;ve certainly never ordered anything. I don&#039;t even drink coffee. But there I am, waiting in line at a crowded Starbucks, trying desperately to see the [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[3],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-228","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-family"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/blog.morinfamily.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/228","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/blog.morinfamily.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/blog.morinfamily.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/blog.morinfamily.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/blog.morinfamily.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=228"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"http:\/\/blog.morinfamily.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/228\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/blog.morinfamily.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=228"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/blog.morinfamily.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=228"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/blog.morinfamily.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=228"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}