Archive for June, 2008
Bill Belichick Mopped my Bathroom
Friday, June 27th, 2008I received a call on the answering machine from NM that he would be flying in to town to visit AS and then he would be driving south. He told me to look around in the paper for something interesting to do and give him a call so we could meet up. I [...]
20-foot Polar Bear and a Tanker of Vaseline
Thursday, June 26th, 2008My dream occupied multiple points of view. I was in car with some other guys and we were speeding down the road. Someone was after us and wanted to stop us, I knew that someone was before us as well.
Next I was at the place up the road that was preparing to stop the car. [...]
Defending the Factory
Monday, June 23rd, 2008Choppy memories from last night. I was in the country: large fields and dirt/gravel roads for miles. Large farms. There was a threat of invasion of some sort so everyone holed up in a large, abandoned factory.
Then the place became a sort of conference, and yet, due to my relationship with theatres [...]
Driving Bed
Sunday, June 22nd, 2008Again I dream of “presence.” Something there in the dark. I am sleeping in a narrow bed in the way upper part of a house. Somehow, I think it may be the house where I did a significant portion of my growing up; but, of course, the details of [...]
Strange Village
Saturday, June 21st, 2008I was a tourist in what I would characterize as a village in the Northeast: somewhere in Massachusetts or New Hampshire or Maine. It was a period village, meaning that it was somewhat like a Colonial Williamsburg, etc.
The village was empty except for we who were visiting and I am unsure [...]