Fantasy Mainland

I'm sitting here thinking about the difference between dreams and fantasy. Dreams feel like goals...something attainable, while fantasy seems totally detached from reality. But, then, even as I type that out I wonder...what about old fiction that was (and still is) considered fantasy about crazy things like going into outer space, having ships that go underwater, and machines that can think for themselves. 60 years ago that stuff was impossible...now it seems pretty normal. Just thinking out loud (or actually, just thinking silently and typing it out), but is there a process where fantasy becomes a dream and then a reality? Or am I just overthinking it?

I look forward to seeing all the things I think are fantasy becoming reality...like when I can buy a car that turns into a robot that battles evil.

Texas is a breeding ground for genius




...or insanity...I still can't tell the difference.

Here goes...

After much harassment and various pokes and prods...I reluctantly venture forth into the world of sharing a few of my half-baked thoughts with the entire digital universe. Finally, at the behest of those who have long suffered my stubborn opposition to baring my soul and my semi-interesting ideas to the scathing critique of both loved ones and strangers...I have surrendered.


Let’s keep our expectations low and we’ll all get through this just fine.


Onward...