Dept. of Dreams: Last night's dream involved me searching desperately for a bottle of dishwashing liquid. Which I subsequently found in a small refrigerator.

That's the last time I have exotic food before bed.

I had a dream last night that I was living in a hotel-cum-apartment building. It was very old, maybe 150 years old, with fading and cracked heavy Victorian style overlaid with a lot of Art Deco. Elevated highways had been built around it, so the lobby was three or four floors "belowground". I was supposed to be speaking at a conference in a ( Read more... )

I had intense dreams last of night of living in my old neighborhood on Lincoln Park, only I moved and lived in a brightly whitewashed English basement apartment and was given a psychotic pug to look after by a black women I didn't know. And there was an Italian restaurant with a neon sign over it in a century-old brownstone. And I didn't know

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I've been on Prednisone (and albuterol and Levaquin) for the past four days in an attempt to get rid of my horrible, horrible cough. It's working ( Read more... )

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Last night, I was awakened by a super-loud crash at 2 AM. Lightning had struck a tree in the park next to my building. Heat lightning and thunder occurred for the next hour. I slept, and dreamt I had met Chris Cornell of Soundgarden at a cafe, and he was hitting on me ( Read more... )

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