Sep 28, 2004 16:51
The last few days have been a blur, a good blur though. Went to see and hear 1speed bike, but the Belt of Orion seemed to have a stronger pull over me, and I pretended I could see the nebula lost deep between the first and second, so I got lost in a cave under a bridge, and the water was either blue or maybe it was just the lights? I saw a fish summersault in the air, but the lone heron on the far bank didn’t seem too impressed - it’s a bird, from what I was told. Then I wondered why that restaurant by the river didn’t sell fish? The sun was pretty strong, while its wee pal the moon was about 2/3rd full according to precise calculations and calibrations. Then pestering adults pestered me about where I can and cannot sleep. I sold a guitar to live the rock and roll life - not ironic, just a smart idea.
Everything then went white - I spent yesterday breathing in paint fumes in slow steady breaths till my head began to pound, my nose tingle, and my spider-senses spider-sensed, while tomorrow I am going trampolining in Maryhill, with real trampolines and real Maryhills. Later I had a premonition that Ali Roberts had the whole house singing, which on Thursday will turn out to be a reality (mono 8pm, free). I can hear the faint roar of a grizzly bear, its voice seems to be calling me from an impending frozen Sunday evening - I have no idea what that means, but I think I’ll investigate. The grizzly bear has a sister, who can also be heard tomorrow night. More shall be added when I get time to be found.