Wednesday January 12 2011

DREAM: Riding in the passenger seat with a friend—we’re on I264. The route takes us to a highway bridge. Just as we get on it we find a man standing in the middle of the road. We stop the car to analyze who this is and why he’s just staring at us with a crooked smile. I recognize him as the actor Guy Pearce but my friend and I identify him as “Joan Roam”. Pearce begins to rip off his face—he had a realistic mask on. I’m typing and documenting all of this on my laptop as we sit in the car. The particular font I’m using automatically creates a picture character depending on the words you type, kind of like when Google automatically corrects your spelling mistakes. I type in “Ullie Battlefield” and it turns into an embolden black battleship. ☼☼☼ I’m supposed to be somewhere else doing something important from the list of things to do in my head. I get distracted by a heavyset old man with a red truck. Spontaneously I start helping him gather big bumpy yellow squash off thin brown corn stalks. They’re kind of hard to carry over the shoulder—throwing them in the back of the truck.

Just before 5 p.m. I wake up.

Breakfast: Toasted English Muffin with Peanut Butter. Orange Juice. Zinc.

More car researching.

Supposed to have band practice tonight. The bass player has bronchitis, which is understandable. But the drummer has other things in mind. Cool. Let’s waste an opportunity to work on music and continue to elongate the time it takes to make this record. Upset and feeling alone in my ambitions.

Stretching. Crunches.

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

Starting Goodfellas [1990].

Here’s my kind of blog. It’s called Frugal for Life:

ASCAP business.


Dinner: Shrimp Sinigang with Peppers, Onions, Mushrooms, Tomatoes, and Green Beans.


Hanging with the girlfriend “for more than 30secs”.

Eating Cookie Dough Ice Cream—lounging on the couch and venting our frustrations on the lack of money being made at our jobs.

Newspaper Route.

Coffee from the old man. Blueberry Muffin and Banana from 7-11.

Practicing vocal exercises during the long commute home.

Sleep 8 a.m.

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