2 posts tagged “dreams”
I took the weekend off sorta.
But I missed you.
The other night I had a dream that I met Kathleen Hanna (again) but this time she kept trying to give me her number. Well, she kept toying with the idea (and toying with me) of giving me her number. And it went on like that all evening.
We had gotten margaritas and Mexican food. (But I sorta wanna say that instead of a dinner table, we were just in a hot tub.)
Way tropical.
And then last night I had a dream that a couple of you IM'ed me on AIM, but I ignored you all because I was trying to fuck with something on the internet.
YOU, Ashley C., kept IM'ing me repeatedly with the question: "Hey, wanna play Photoshop?"
I don't know what that was supposed to mean.
But I was busy.
And the idea of playing Photoshop didn't sound very appealing to me.
I hate editing photos, too.
I look all scraggly and tired today:
That "Valie Export" is a shirt I made today using some fabric Ben J. gave me the other day.
I've gotten QUITE the collection of beer bottles in my little "room" at my apartment.
It's like the summer of 2006 revisited.
Here was the breakfast menu today:
First of all, I don't trust people who use the font Comic Sans.
Second of all, I had a dream that across the street behind a brick wall that does not exist, next to a swimming pool, there was this older man playing a grand piano outside, but he was also doing all these really interesting manipulations to it and playing weird tape loops and such. He would do all this stuff to his piano, then he'd walk away and the music would still play. It seemed as though he was walking away to study the chaos he'd just made. Also, everytime he walked away a woman, whom I did/could not see, would begin to sing in a really smooth tone.
I really liked that dream, and I really wish that it were true.
(I'd love to hear that sort of music instead of the non-stop sound of construction from across the street. I swear it's been going on since the beginning of summer...)
Experimental instruments:
