Dream…New Orleans?

As the EFFING RAGWEED SEASON has starting early (goddamn wet hot spring grumble grumble), I am only keeping myself sane and alive with a dazzling array of allergy medicines and a fair amount of alcohol. Thank the Invisible Pink Dragon that Aerius went generic this year – it’s now only costing me 80 cents/day to [...]

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Ow my legs, part 2

Unexpected side effect of taking the week off to lie on the couch recovering from flu that I totally should have expected: Muscle atrophy! It’s like I just started the 14 kilometre bicycle commute all over again.  After two days of biking so far I am very, very sore. OW MY LEGS. (If you follow [...]

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Unlike real life…

I had an awful dream last night. I had an audition for something – I can’t remember what, but instead of arias they wanted two art songs. OK, I thought, and picked two that were impressive and I sing well, and put the sheet music in a binder. The audition was in one of those [...]

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The stuff of nightmares: Don’t write a play wherein you have to pretend to be a cat

Last night I had an awful nightmare.  I dreamt that I was putting on some kind of opera/play thing; I had just written it a few days before, the composer had set it in a hurry, and everything was ready to go.  There was a big audience, mostly composed of people I went to school [...]

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I’ll go on

Folks, it’s been a weird week.  It’s been a weird month.  Hell, it’s been a weird life.   I think a big problem with my “get a clue” project is that I am, at heart, an idealist.  I keep expecting that once I turn another corner, everything will be great.  I get excited and I [...]

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Dream city

I had a dream last night (or this morning) that I was shopping for lingerie with my sister.  I know, how much more boring can you get?  One night it’s a demon baby, another night it’s me getting fired from an opera for looking too masculine…and then it’s me at the Bay, buying a sports [...]

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Storm rising: A horror story

* NOTE: This literally IS a horror story, based on a dream I had last night.  NO horror story is complete without a family secret and some bad weather.*     Storm rising “It won’t be long,” Mrs. May said, looking up from the countertop. The window in front of her looked out onto the [...]

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