Overheard at the bus stop:
Woman So…were you working today?
Man No – shopping. And everything costs too much.
Woman That’s why you work, though – so you can spend money.
Desperate for something to read on the bus, I started flipping through Paul’s Strange Science Ghosts book, which contained a page on dreams. “In a waking dream you’re fast asleep, but you dream that you’ve woken up.” So last night I woke up from a dream and went into the closet, where I found a tiny kitten. I turned to Todd. “Is this real, or a waking dream?” He shook his head. “No. Definitely not. I can always tell – it feels real to me.” I remember feeling pleased that we’d be able to keep the kitten before truly waking up.
Sage Have you seen the movie Ham and Cheese?
Friend No…
Sage It’s Canadian.
Friend Sage, Canadians don’t watch Canadian movies.
Sage Just me, then?
Friend Just you.
Todd and I watched Ham and Cheese, a low budget, filmed in Toronto movie which follows a year in the life of two men who want to be actors: an over-hearty, obnoxious ham and a cringing, wispy cheese. It was funny and odd and we enjoyed it thoroughly. (Paul was unimpressed by scenes set in places we have been, sitting on gym equipment we’ve sat on and using water fountains we’ve used. This is the way his life goes, after all.)
The next day on the bus an over-hearty, obnoxious ham was on his “cell”. “…I’m here with mum in Spicetown…let’s meet up and get some lunch…Hey! It’s not too far for you! Just hop on the old streetcar, and you’ll be riiiight here….Okay. All right. See you then.”
After a long pause, his elderly mum said cautiously, “Do you think your Aunt Millie will know what Spicetown is?”
“Sure!” he said, “It’s – I’m – Little India -” then, defeated, “No. Probably not.”
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Heidi
17 Sep 2005
Are you more inclined to read/see something because it is set in a location with which you are familiar?
Any odd dreams lately that you wish to share?
Andrea R
17 Sep 2005
Nice, nice look. :)
Andrea R
17 Sep 2005
Oh! And I had the wierdest dream last night! I bet it’s because I’m sick though. We (as in me and some other people I don’t recognize) were all sitting aroudn reciting poetry at a table to the side of the street. When we got stumped we recited song lyrics. In the middle of the road. It was raining.
When I woke up, it was really raining and a song was stuck in my head.
Heidi
17 Sep 2005
New site comments:
The calendar numbers need more contrast among days with no entires, days with entries I’ve read and days with entries I have not read.
Will the entries have direct links to the accompanying (but not identical) audio?
Heidi
18 Sep 2005
Yea! Calendar is easier to interpret. Thanks.
Scott
18 Sep 2005
I like the new format.
Only movie I’ve ever seen set in a location I’m familiar with is “Fried Green Tomatoes” – which was being filmed in this little backwoods country area of Georgia my family had moved to 14 years ago. I was riding my bicycle down a deserted dirt road and when I came over a hill – it was Hollywood – with Porsches and Flood lights and Camera crews everywhere. It was a very weird experience.
Todd Tyrtle
18 Sep 2005
I have had strange dreams lately. Two nights ago I dreamed that Paul, Sage, and I were walking around downtown and occasionally waiting to cross the street (or for a streetcar – I can’t recall exactly). Every time we’d do that, Paul would relax by standing near a car and holding on to the back of it. Except he kept forgetting to let go when the light would turn and then he’d end up being dragged behind the car in a cartoony sort of way with his feet flapping in the breeze. Just before I woke up, he did this one time at Yonge & Bloor. The jeep he grabbed on to turned left on Yonge (north) and I got crabby that now I had to go try to find him (not worried though, strangely enough).
Last night I dreamed that I was teaching Paul how to drive in the parking lot of my client’s company. Paul was still seven but I was thrilled that we bought a car that he was able to drive so he could start learning to drive early. Except just befor I woke up this time he started driving us towards the exit and the road outside where I work. I told him that no, he wasn’t old enough and he stopped the car and had a fit very much worthy of a seven year old not a driver of a car.
Kim
18 Sep 2005
I’d like to say thanks for the new layout but especially for the new way to comment sans logging on. I was terrible at remembering my password and had to keep it in a special book which always got wedged between the wall and the desk…which explains why I am still just and egg or a hatchling or whatever.
I dreamed about stereotypical ghosts and woke up to sketch it. That’s my odd dream. But onetime my husband had a night terror about a gnome in the corner of our room. It freaked me out because he was screaming about it and pointing as if he were awake. Oh my God, what I would have given for a kitten in the closet! Maybe the dreamworld wants you to foster a pet?
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