DreamSense

2012 is around the corner amusing how 2011 turned out not sure what's going on anymore so I sit and wait wondering and thinking everything and nothing at once it's how I prefer everything to be of course I don't, but that's how it works it's life

Tonight is New Years Eve it's a magical night a start of something new Resolutions abound most won't make it others won't care So Happy New Year to you and yours in this wonderful time of life

Take me to the edge all the way over the top Take me beyond all the way beyond where nothing makes sense Make the pain go have it all go away blissful happiness is what I want So take me now and don't look back just take me

Oh happy New Years the alcohol is ready ready to be poured I am ready to be drunken as the New Years rolls in So happy New Year we leave the old behind looking forward and onward to something exciting and new

That bright new day is around the bend when parties happen and people mend New Years is the day I speak of oh how fun and joyful Resolutions round about as people contemplate their doubt thinking of the past for sure wondering if this year will be pure Something different will come their way at least they hope with some ray making wishes and making mends are what people do at New Years

Another thing I plan on adding to this website are different Projects that I'm working on. I have a couple that I'm working on, but I need to organize them in some form or another. Some of the projects that I'm working on include: HTML Utils - Simple HTML creating utils for a Java program Contact Manager - Written in ColdFusion, this will be a highly customizable Contact Management System. With the ability to upgrade it via plugins. WordPress in CF - Yep... I would LOVE to port WordPress over to ColdFusion, I think that would rock. It's not much of a list at the moment, but eventually it will grow. But yes these are the first couple of ideas that I have in mind. We'll see how they all pan out.

Ah now we come to ColdFusion. Such a great language to be programming websites in. I figured since I created a Hello World sample app in other languages, why not here. Here's the most basic output for ColdFusion: <cfoutput>Hello World</cfoutput> Of course we can make it a bit more fun... by using a variable to hold the "Hello World" in and then output that variable. In the next example, we'll use greetings as the variable. <cfset greetings="Hello World"> <cfoutput>#greetings#</cfoutput> So yep that's that, simple enough.

Thinking of that moment... a perfect moment in time never to come again as it was only attempts can be made Looking to that future, something realistic yet something drastic perhaps even foreign Come back where you belong check out what's changing simply come back to me

Looking to my left glancing to my right thinking about me bored The ceiling is white so many tiles counting them is fun 'cause I'm bored Bored to death it sounds like fun until it happens yucky ucky bored

Can't sleep it's common something to look forward to Eyes twitching legs restless it always happens like this Staring up at the ceiling wishing the night would end Tomorrow is a day a bright new adventure something worth looking to Now sleep dear brain go back to bed get some shuteye and some z's

Crash Boom my heart races Kaboom Kablam something's afoot Not knowing what's going on I dash to the window never understanding nothing everything else gone Bash Bam Boof what the heck is a boof? I wonder to myself strange noises deep in the night

The day was simple nothing too drastic it was life Treating like it was nothing never made sense so I continued forward Looking to the future down the road I went trying to learn from the past

First Officer's Log, Stardate Unknown I have been in the Breen Prison Camp for over a month now along with my fellow officers of the Tripoli. I have been in solitary confinement for fifteen to twenty of those days. Today I was allowed, by the Vorta, to make this entry. I will be executed tomorrow. This could be the final entry I will be making as First Officer of the starship Tripoli under the command of Captain Burke. I do not dare say anything that might give the Breen or the Dominion information that might aid them in their fight against the Federation, so with my words being cut short, I can only say the following to my fellow Tripoli officers: It has been an honor serving aboard the Tripoli and for Starfleet. I have never found another group that I would ever want to be affilated with, keep your heads held high and give the Dominion what they deserve.

Kelley Taylor looked at the sobbing man sitting in front of her. "I'm so sorry." She said, "Not every Trill is suitable for joining and It's not your fault." The young trill looked at Kelley. "They said you would tell me that." He paused a moment to dry his eyes. "I guess they were right about you." Kelley raised her eyebrows. "Right about what?" "That you turn down every person that walks in through your door." The man accused, "You're second only to Curzon Dax." Kelley was taken back. "Excuse me?" She said shocked. "Are you suggesting that I am biased against your joining?" The man nodded, turned and exited the office. Kelley shook her head and exited the other way towards the lounge. As she entered the lounge, her collueges gathered around. Juzan T'Jor approached Kelley. "Another one bites the dust eh Taylor?" Taylor looked to Shana. "What?" Another co-worker...

"Ready weapons." The scruffed voice of a Romulan said. "Fire." Johnny Burke watched as two officers from the Cargo Freighter Apollo were vaporized. He clutched onto his mom's hand harder for support. Being only six years of age, Johnny couldn't understand why the Romulans would kill such innocent people. Luckly their deaths were quick... he didn't know if they were painless. Of course Johnny didn't know what real pain was until he had been captured. He had been in his parent's quarters, playing with a small shuttle that his grandparents had given him. He didn't remember the alert klaxon going off, everything happened too quickly. Before waking in the Romulan holding cell, the last thing Johnny remembered was his mom taking him to the nearest escape hatch. Johnny and his mom had only been in the escape pod for maybe ten minutes when they were transported aboard the Romulan ship. Upon waking, from what his mom had called fainting, Johnny was la...

"Cadet Burke!" John Burke stopped dead in his tracks and turned to face his instructor. "Sir." He said. Commander Jacobson handed the cadet a padd. "Your latest results on your last conn test." He said allowing John to look over his scores. "I'm not impressed cadet" he continued while folding his arms. John looked over the report. It was true, his latest Starship Flight Simulation hadn't gone quite by the book. "Sir, if this has to do with the Simulator Room being in shambles.." Jacobson shook his head. "No no, we've seen much worse. I'm just concerned about your progress. If your scores continue to be like this, you'll be washed out next year." John nodded as he handed the padd back. "Yes sir, I know sir." "I want to see you succeed cadet." Jacobson admited "You have greatness within you, I can feel it; and if you want to be a captain someday, you're going to have to get throu...

Commander Justan sat in his office in Main Engineering. He was going over several repair reports from his officers. "Warning, port shield covering the warp core is failing." The computer said. Justan picked up an engineering device and went over to the warpcore. He pressed a few buttons on the device causing a blue energy beam to eminate from it. He watched as the shield started to stabilize. "That should do it." He said, "Computer, current status of the port shield?" "The shield is within normal parameters." Justan nodded and started to pick up several tools on the ground. Over the past few days, he hadn't been able to keep the engine room up to the usual cleanliness as he wanted. "Burke to Justan." The captain's voice came through the communications line. Justan jumped, the internal communications array had been down for over two days. He tapped his commbadge, "Yes sir?" "This thing's working again. ...

Warning: this is my first attempt at a first person story. Taking place in the mind and actions of Commander Kim R'Jor (The Fresno's first officer). I know it's not much, right now it's mostly just a log report of the first officer. In the future, I might make an expanded version of the story. But we shall see... It's probably not that great, so read without care of correctness. Offical Report Commander Kim R'Jor Section 31 - Rockledge Division First officer's log, Stardate 53247.1. Commander Kim R'Jor Recording. Security lockout delta four enabled for this recording only. I was ordered by my commanding officer (and husband) to make some kind of record to account for the lost Federation Starship Orlando. I must admit that this is highly unusual for Captain Burke to request a record be made, since our missions are not to be recorded in anyway whatsoever, but I will follow my captian's orders. "Computer, pause." I said before beginnin...

Captain Burke stepped off the shuttle towards a small platform. He looked around the shuttlebay of his new command, a Galaxy-Class vessel. Burke remembered the day that Starfleet contacted him offering the newly designated ship and project to him. He remembered the last vessel named Fresno, an Intrepid-class that went down in flames. Starfleet had cleared his officers of all charges placed against them declaring they did everything under their power to stop the Fresno from being destroyed. After the trial, an admiral approached John and offered him another vessel. Burke recalled the expression on the admiral's face. It wasn't that of complete trust, considering how many vessels John had lost over the years and the circumstances under each loss. He would have to prove to Starfleet that he would be up to the task. Shuttlebay Two was full of officers in dress uniform waiting for Burke to take command. Some of them had been with him aboard his last vessel, there were too many new...