5/15/07

Summer is a good time to start hobbies. Inspired by reading Steven King's Insomnia, I'm studying dreams. I want to attain lucidity eventually, but just being able to have better dream recall and understanding is cool enough. I don't think you can get any sort of deeper wisdom from dreams in the paranormal sense. But that doesn't mean there's ( Read more... )

I'm in a massive house with many rooms. I don't know how many or whatever, I just know that it's huge. It's Christmas and my godmother and my parents are at the house. Outside is Vinoy Harbor (the house seems to be in the middle of the park over there. . .). We're rescuing this guy who came into the harbor on a sinking boat. I jump in the water and ( Read more... )

I’m in the Globe with Jeff. The counter at the Globe has been turned into a diner-style bar. I’m eating something - a steak salad? - and Jeff is not. We’re talking; having a good time. We both decide we want some sort of an ice cream/shake sort of thing and ask JoEllen for one. She says sure, but she’s so busy that she leaves and forgets to give us ( Read more... )

"A man can become as addicted to reading as to any other intoxicant . . . You reach for a book as you do for a drink, to escape the depressing banality of newspaper headlines, to wash away the disgusting aftertasete of the medicines served up in the hospital known as contemporary civilization. And there's nothing so good as a potent brew of well ( Read more... )