Tuesday June 1 2010


DREAM: In the old neighborhood where I used to live in Ocean Lakes on Goodard Drive – walking to my van which is parked on the street. I had assigned a boy to park my van last night. He walks by with his friends laughing and yells out, “Not yours!” referencing the window where I carved out “NOT YOURS” with my finger. I’m walking back to my house. I notice my neighbor has a big fancy organ sitting in his yard and this weird wooden cabinet with a double-leveled pump organ built into it. Trying out the keys on both levels – melodies coming out. One of the keys on each level is broken, maybe the G note. Searching through the cabinets and finding old vinyl and books. I want to take this. As I’m about to go into my house, my neighbor comes outside. I ask him if he needs help with anything in hopes that he might be throwing out those organs. He says something about getting all the stuff out of the house to make room for the sod, leaving the impression that he isn’t getting rid of the organs.

4:23 p.m. I wake up.

Breakfast: Hot Oat Bran with Cinnamon, Brown Sugar, Blueberries, and Milk. Orange Juice. Zinc and Vitamin E.

I receive my new 2 terabyte hard drive in the mail.
Organizing files on my laptop.

Trip to Alpha for the guitar pick-up that just came in.

Lunch: Grilled Cheese with Tomato. Salt n Vinegar Chips. Mango Oolong Tea. Peach.

Tennis at the Lynnhaven Middle School courts with Art, Elliott, Wesley, Emmanuel, and Julie.
Getting frustrated because my game is lacking…jumping on the fence in anger, sarcastically. As all of us are leaving, a man with headphones comments, “Jumping on the fence…that was real funny man!”

Smoothies at the house – using all the fruit I retrieved from Sunday’s dive. Wesley shows us the ropes with proper smoothie making since he worked at Tropical Smoothie for five months.
Sharing Mystery Science Theater clips and other miscellaneous Youtube junk.

1623 House meeting in the attic. 

Dinner: Egg. Rice with Peppers, Onions, and Indian Spices. Salad with Lettuce, Red Cabbage, Carrots, Cheese, Olive Oil, and Balsamic Vinegar.

Watching Confessions of a Porn Addict (2008), “a hilarious mockumentary about voyeurism, obsession, and life in the San Fernando Valley.” At first, I was convinced this was a real documentary about a man addicted to porn until the situations started to get ridiculous.

Spending a few hours at the storage unit – songwriting.

Eating cereal…Frosted Flakes, Cinnamon Toast Crunch.

Sleep around 7:30 a.m.

[i] Image by me.

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