I dreamed last night that I was in a house with many, many stories. It was full of hundreds (if not thousands) of men who spoke of nothing but masturbation. When I woke up at first I couldn't think what on earth this dream had meant. Then I figured it out. The men were the game players that I run into constantly (my stalkers). To them, this game is ( Read more... )

A couple nights ago I had a clever dream. I dreamed that I was in some kind of social setting, where a new movie was being produced. The title of the movie was “The Urge of Night” and it was about vampires. The title was a pun on the old soap opera from the fifties called “The Edge of Night.” It always opened with a scene very similar to the ( Read more... )

I hope it's not too early, but I planted all four of my tomato plants in containers yesterday (in the rain). I also planted two very pathetic broccoli sprouts. I hope they make it. At one point I needed to use a wire cutter and asked my mother if I could use hers. She silently nodded her assent, arms crossed in front of her. She's still not ( Read more... )

Yesterday I slept late (again), and had a big dream. It was yet another one of those "lost" dreams, where I’m trying to find my way home, and I walk and walk for many miles, meeting all kinds of obstacles and going into and out of buildings and rooms within buildings, and never finding my way home ( Read more... )

I slept late yesterday, and I'm glad I did because just before awaking I had a really cool dream. It probably won't sound cool to read a description of it, because it just had this "feeling" or atmosphere to it that's impossible to describe ( Read more... )

I have two big pumpkins now, so I put one of them on the porch. I didn't carve it, and I'm hoping the squirrels will dig into it for the seeds. If they can't figure out that there's food in there, I'll make a little starter opening for them ( Read more... )

I think I've started to figure out What I've Been Doing Wrong...art-wise. I've long been dissatisfied with my paintings, and couldn't quite put my finger on the reason why. Looking at the artwork of other painters, I've finally begun to understand why my work just doesn't measure up to my expectations. I won't go into details now because that ( Read more... )

This morning I dreamed of visiting a very small town. I met some people who owned a two-headed cat. It was formed like a pushmi-pullyu animal, with a head on each end. A woman said she'd bought it for twenty dollars.

I dreamed last night that I was taking care of a baby elephant that was so small it fit into the palm of my hand. I was so charmed by the little fellow that I carried it around all day and wanted to take it home with me. I thought it would be great to paint its portrait ( Read more... )