There's a movie theatre under the grocery store I've been shopping at lately. Last night, I was there to get some cheese and eggplant and some other things when I saw the theatre was showing Verdi's Falstaff in twenty minutes time and I decided, on impulse, to see it. It was a production of the New York Metropolitan Opera, supposedly streamed live ( Read more... )

Last night I dreamt I was walking to the mall when I saw a badger cub hovering beside a bush. It smiled at me before flying away. A moment later, a breathless young man ran up to me asking if I'd seen a badger cub anywhere--he was the owner of the mother and was upset to discover one of her brood had vanished. Since I knew baby badgers couldn't fly ( Read more... )

I've really got Doctor Who on my brain. I had five separate dreams last night, all involving Doctor Who in some way. I only remember two--in one of them, the tenth Doctor was trapped in some kind of hotel in which there was a courtyard on every floor with a different carnival of some kind. He ran into the eleventh Doctor and the two of them started ( Read more... )

It's amazing how much more hung-over I get from wine than from any other kind of alcohol. I had a glass and a half of cabernet sauvignon last night and to-day my brain seems to be on some distant, foggy outcropping of styrofoam ( Read more... )