Dream in a which a raging mudslide sweeps through the valley below us. After it retreats, we begin to debate the change that has come over the landscape. I contend that nothing has changed. My mother, who is a small house to my right, maintains the opposite. She falls silent & I can tell she is very upset with me.
Posted by Alan at July 19, 2005 11:18 AMThought I'd relate a dream as well: I was at a gathering that may or may not have been my ex-girlfriend Jenna's wedding. I remember hanging out with a guy named Josh who had black hair and glasses; kind like John who ran Spindle Records. Everything was red & white, and I laid down and took a picture of red in the sky through trees. Then I was laying down in a row of about three people and this really sexy woman wearing a red bikini prepared us for the wedding with god knows what. The event was like a pep rally, and many people filled the audience stands. I ran out on stage with a group of people like we were a sports team. I wore a black suit. A young woman went to the microphone and talked about "Spring Fling." When she returned to the group I asked her who all the people were on stage, and she said it was cooks, and other various "behind the scenes" wedding people. So I felt embarassed because I was supposed to run out with the wedding party (groomsmen, bridemaids and such).
Posted by: Kind Joe Younglove at July 21, 2005 11:07 PMMaybe, if we all hold hands & wish real hard, Joe will start up a blog wherein we can all get our recommended daily Joeness. Wouldn't that be grand?
Also dude twould be a great vehicle for your musical musings...would get you some exposure & would save me at least $41.39 per month on crappy CDs that I wouldn't buy if I had JY recommendations to follow up on.
Posted by: Alan at July 22, 2005 02:06 AMI knew a Blonde Joe Younglove once. Is he any relation of yours, Kind Joe Younglove?
(As for the postings above and below: 1-I'm glad that brown recluse didn't bite your toe, Alan, because then I never would have gotten to ride on a posh Kauffman office chair. 2-I just opened a jar of instant coffee grounds that I've had for a few months to find that they had managed to grow mold. The mold itself was not readily apparent, so the "flavor chrystals" clung to each other as if by magnetism or static electricity. It was so cool and I am sad that nobody saw it but me.)
Posted by: adele at July 23, 2005 09:25 AMYeah so the mold dream has a definite source...I have (had) this habit of getting an Odwalla smoothie every day at lunch. I tipped one back and...nothing came out. It was so sludged over it wouldn't move. And it's a good thing too--there was a quarter-sized lilypad of mold floating on the top.
Posted by: Alan at July 23, 2005 04:20 PM