Thursday July 22 2010

DREAM: Inside a strange apartment building. Emily is past out on the floor with blankets and pillows. I walk into another room. A mother comes in with her son asking for recommendations on what music her son can check out as if this was a library. I pull out a Yo La Tengo CD. Looking at the boy; it seems there’s something wrong with him, maybe he’s retarded. “How old is your son, mam?” She answers me but I forget quickly and keep pulling out CD’s for them. Switch to a scene where I’m running down the hallway – stopping at the window overlooking a beach. Two girls from Indonesia standing there, waving to me. One of them is Hani and the other, a friend of hers. Brandon Hyatt is standing next to me near the window. “Let’s go to the beach! Don’t you want to go boogie boarding?” He responds enthusiastically. Somebody else is there and I’m trying to explain to them the type of board you use to surf underwater with.

Getting out of bed at 1:56 p.m.

Me: “Emily’s always doing something in my dreams lately.”

Margot: “Dream about me more.”

Sharing with Margot, Hot Oat Bran Cereal with Cinnamon, Brown Sugar, Blueberries, and Milk.

Talking with Art in the living room about money troubles and America’s immigration history.

Washing clothes and trimming my mustache.

Rachel comes over and we go to Big Lots to buy the monthly toilet paper and paper towels.

Back at home painting on cardboard.

Lunch: Grilled Cheese with Tomato. Salt N Vinegar Chips. Honey Green Tea.

Gabe is sitting on the couch looking through A Day in the Life of the Soviet Union, admiring the photos.

Eating a Kiwi.

Color practice at the storage unit.

Eating a Mango.

Driving to the show in Norfolk with Rachel in the passenger seat. She tells me about her experiences in the psych hospital.

Musicplayer show at 37th and Zen with Color and Shapiro. It’s good to see friends and play music.

Eating Fish Tacos with Rice and Beans.

Driving back to Virginia Beach. Rachel helps me unload the equipment.

Back home, a few people hanging out on the couch. Police Academy is on.

Talking with Margot outside. The cat has escaped. I attempt to catch him while we try to straighten out some misunderstandings.

Watching the footage from the show.

Eating a bowl of Frosted Shredded Wheat Cereal.


Sleep around 6:15 a.m.

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