Thursday, September 24, 2009
Dream 9/23/09
Friday, September 11, 2009
Cravings!
We all get cravings—sometimes it's for ice cream, other times for pizza or chocolate. I often find myself getting sharp cravings for clothing. Not like, "Oh, I need a new leather jacket", but more specific. For example, last night as I was falling asleep, I unexpectedly felt an intense need to wear boots. Immediately.
Thursday, August 20, 2009
Yes, yes, yes
Wednesday, August 19, 2009
Double-dose
New Radiohead!
"there is man in a room, an old dusty bar with few patrons and wood for walls. It’s dark, and he’s tapping his foot really fast. Another man enters, no, he was there all along. He’s playing his guitar. He might be in the man’s head. There’s a window with mountains outside, but the view is obscured by slivers of trees; black streaks against the sunset. He’s tapping his foot, faster and faster. He stops and walks over to the window, taking his hand and running it through his thick, greasy hair. It’s white, but yellowed with age. The other man is completely in shadow, but his guitar is vibrating the glasses on the table. The man begins pacing the room again, hands flying in foreign gestures. The window expands until it is the forefront. Grass and trees spin back, dipped, and pop up to see inside the bar; the man pacing, now through the window. He’s obscured by the shado-guitar man. The tree streaks quiver and stop. Repeat and stand still. The sun goes down."