Sven's Northwest Id BBQ
When the Nuns warned you about idle hands.... they spoke of me
Friday, July 12, 2002
Thursday, July 11, 2002
Ohh... I forgot about biscuits..... fluffy biscuits were playing a vital part of my Sci-Rat Pack dreams.
and so I had some this AM...... ahhhh... Mae's. Moo.
As for the rest of my world.... I'm thinking about dropping the top and going cruising this PM..... I've got 3 seats (4 if their friendly) in the '66.. any takers?
S
Sci-Fi Detective Dreams with Rat Pack Swinger Soundtracks
This AM, I was (headspace and with sleep) In a place where people are given gifts beyond the scope of Human knowledge. Very Heinlein-esque.
It almost felt like learning to Rock Climb, and then the euphoria when you get to the top is the reward of information.
After a while (and several thousand other people coming in) Three 'bad' types tried to break in and steal our stuff. They tried to run off... one of them in a stolen SUV.
I sent one to the past. Another (the one with the SUV) to the future, and I don't quite remember what I did with the third.
All the while, Sinatra is singing 'ba dida bum bum bum' etc.
And then I woke.
Okay Brain, what the hell are you trying to tell me. I left my Secret Decoder Ring in Tucson.
Tuesday, July 09, 2002
a second version
When the Hate settles in.
When the Fear Stops.
She Plunges Underwater and listens to Dolphin Songs.
Life is not so beige today.
and I'm supposed to......
Sunday, July 07, 2002
Why don't you come on down and hang out at the top of a very cold world. I've got schnapps.
I think I've been hacing that dream again.... it's my > recurring dream, where I've got 3 thousand berzillion pounds of things to do and I can't even begin to accomplish one of them because I've only got 18 min. left before my plane leaves.
Maybe I should take the bus more often.