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dreamlog 2014.03.21 Those Damn Sidewalks and DanT
(there was more to it before this, I know, but I couldn't recall any of it ( Read more... ) -
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The psychotic belchings of protein slabs grown in belt tanks, yeasty burblings punctuated by sulfurous emanations and jets of methane fired by spark of genetic steel against biomodified flint carapace, skittering on multijointed legs through the dark corridors of buildings turned down low to conserve energy, the frigid air causing billowings of ( Read more... ) -
Life On the Inside
(a writing exercise in which I may very well have several things wrong insofar as 'real' life is concerned ( Read more... ) -
Dreamlog 2013.11.27
Not much detail remembered, but I made love to a creature who became progressively more and more human the further along we continued... -
Notes from the Drug Wars
I caught a whiff of the breeze coming down off the hills, informing me by its chemical signature that a couple of marijuana bombs had gone off somewhere back in there, their pungent smoke settling sweetly over the terrain, pooling in suburban cul-de-sacs, in some cases to be called in by the resistance fighters, or ferretted out by trained dogs, ( Read more... ) -
Dreamlog 2013.10.14
With Dad in a complex of warehouses or something, looking for... a particular one? A storage unit? We have a very small dog with us, dachshund type face but very short, almost shorter than it is wide, and very trembly, whether nervous or a nervous condition I didn't establish. At some point he decides we're not going to manage to find what we're ( Read more... ) -
Dreamlog: Back in Uniform, Amongst Other Things
Dreamlog 2013.09.21 ( Read more... ) -
Dreamlog: Travels With Sparky, Part 2
Dreamlog 2013.09.20 ( Read more... ) -
Dreamlog: Fishing, Snakes, and Beautiful Old(er) Women
Dreamlog 2013.07.27 ( Read more... ) -
Dreamlog: Travels With Sparky
We go to see a band that is more noisy than good. I capture about 3/4 of what turns out to be their last number on my camera, and when it's over I start to clap, but I stop after 5 or 6 claps because nobody else is clapping. Nobody. This is inside, and then I'm outside, in front of a half-shell dome kind of stage, about 10x20 or maybe 15x25, the ( Read more... )