February 14th, 2005

voodoo love

7176 - Creepy dreams

Happy V-Day!

Tell someone you love how you feel today!

Do it again tomorrow. Make it a habit.



Last night I dreamt that I was sleeping in the apartment next door while some sort of repairs were taking place. I came back home after taking Newt for a walk on a harness (something we haven't done for an age) and the sliding glass door was wide open. I knew that I'd closed it on the way out. I called out to the inside of the house for folks to come out, and to come out now because I was calling the police. Nobody came outside, so I phoned the police anyway, and stupidly went inside. I don't know where Newt went, but I wasn't worried about him. I walked the area out, and found some vagrants sleeping in the living room. I told 'em to get out, and they did so... one man was foul smelling and had a backpack that looked something belonging to my brother. I asked the guy if the bag was his, and he said that he didn't know... we opened it up and my bro's old skateboard was in there. I told the guy to hit the road, but leave the bag behind. I thought I'd checked the whole place out, and got ready to sleep for the night. right as I was starting to bunk down, I rolled in bed and saw that next to me was a person being prepped for minor surgery. I got up, apologized, and went to go sleep in the bathroom tub. when I closed the door, a head fell from the crack between the top of the door and the frame, like a bad "bucket of water" gag. Shocked, I woke up shortly afterward.



WarTuning: Wardrive using your WiFi enabled laptop to listen to (download?) other people's shared music through iTunes.



Moment of Lyric (in my head):
Words are flowing out like endless rain into a paper cup,
They slither while they pass, they slip away across the universe
Pools of sorrow, waves of joy are drifting through my open mind,
Possessing and caressing me.
Jai guru deva om
Nothing's gonna change my world,
Nothing's gonna change my world.


Yesterday, I pretty much just slobbed around the house, napped, slacked off and never even left the premises. No Mel, though we did speak a few times, but no visiting time. After our talk on Saturday, I figured that would be the case. I hope we still get together tonight.



myspleen.net has links to torrents of the angry beavers (and mst3k, and venture bros). I've been waiting to get a few of those episodes for quite a little span. I blame Micah Wright's poor writing for the demise of the show... the episodes he wrote were a sure death knell. The early Episodes by John Requa and Glenn Ficara had a lot more life, intelligence and humor to them.



Between the Filth and we3, Grant Morrison's use of ginger cats is a little disturbing.



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Mmm... giant bees with milk chocolate.




Dang, there are a *lot* of photo-journalists that love the "Gates" in New York's Central Park. I still remember when they worked in Miami. Honestly, I thought "Surrounded Islands" was pretty dumb. For what it's worth, "Gates" is a lot more nifty looking, but still rather pointless.



Newt never had a chance.
Newt never had a chance.



St. Valentine history - lovely snarky movie by ZeFrank



1 year ago - V-day, hippie visit results, Nefertiti documentary mostly drama - not much document, cheese doodle sculpture, anonymous reviewer bug amazon

2 years ago - got the nordis gig, palm pics

3 years ago - rerun V-day poetry, JB figures out about SA & Me, wandering pics

4 years ago - How Do I Love Thee?, I resemble Dan Conner, Men cause the mutations, tea room & old TV, TMBG lyric
  • Current Music
    Just quiet time this morning.