Cities and suburbs, real and imaginary.

Monday, March 5, 2007

look, i'm just not in the mood right now.

have some coffee and cake or something. just, give some peace, though.

i've got a lot on mind and i can't really deal with visitors right now.

look, here's the tv remote.

i had a dream about a claymation film, that - while shown in theatres - was imitated by actors in black bodysuits with clay-like colorful heads. then, the theatre became a massive cruise ship, everyone was brought to different workshops to learn to express themselves, but they weren't expressing themselves. they were merely imitating other art forms.

i was covered in cheese almost right away. i couldn't get it off of my hands. i washed them for three days straight, angered that i was covered in this jalapeno cheese that looked like vomit and wouldn't get off my hands. on the third day, i took a deep breath, clean of all the cheese, and tried to enjoy myself a little on that awful cruise.

then, some undercover employee of the cruise ship spilled the same damn cheese all over my favorite jacket - my jacket that's a second skin - and i was so mad that i shoved the fellow head first into the steaming bucket of cheese.

at which point, i was arrested, and tied down and kept prisoner by these awful men with black body suits and cheerful, fake, colorful heads.

and i was insane and i was kept locked away while everyone else blissfully copied other things, calling it creative expression.

the cruise staff were afraid of me. i was doped up, tied down, and shoved aside in a white straight jacket below deck.

so, i'm a little out of it right now. you're welcome to visit, but stay out of my way. i've got work to do, and i need some peace and quiet. i think there's a cake somewhere, if you get hungry, and i know there's a veritable ton of dvds in the living room.

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