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Entry date: 12-28-2022 - Dreams and Shirley MacLaine - Letters to My Friends

Dear Friends,


I had the strangest dream on Monday night.


It was one of those long, involved sort of dreams where I was in the dream for a while and then just watching. Much of what I remembered when I woke up yesterday revolved around people, including me, trying to get down a river and away from something bad. I don’t recall what the “bad” was, but it was there.


Earlier in the dream, there was something to do with a jellyfish-like creature, too, that was thrown into the river by a soldier who seemed to be rescuing it. Maybe that was the bad thing. Anyway, I was supposed to take a jet ski down the river and jump over some dangerous spot and I was hemming and hawing about it. The next thing I remember is whooshing down the river and finding a spot where lots of people were climbing up the side of a cliff.


Once on the other side of the cliff, people were sliding down some smooth rock and swimming in the most beautiful pool-like body of water that was at the bottom of the waterfall that we had climbed up and over. It was fun to watch them and as I was getting ready to slide down the rock, which was huge, and the force of the drop was sending people way out over the water to drop in and splash around, there was a commotion.


It was then the large bull-God’s came out of the waterfall and began to eat the people I had escaped down the river with earlier in the dream. There were three bull-Gods. One big one and two smaller ones. One of the smaller ones plunged in front of where I was standing and started killing people right and left. The larger one kind of ambled over to the other side of the lake/pond/whatever it was and grabbed a person out of the water and took a big bite.


It was about then that I woke up.


Lately, I wake up around 3am a lot. The dogs seem to have figured out that I will take them out then and since I fall asleep between 8 and 9, most of the time, it’s a decent amount of sleep, I suppose. Could be better, sure, but often I will lay in bed and drift off for a little while longer if we are not walking at 5am. I had to write some of that dream down, though, as I am so curious as to what I was running from and what the bull-God things represent in my mind.


On Monday, Tom and I went down to Wren House for a bit and checked out Wrenday. We missed out on the special release beers but sampled a few things on draft before hitting a few places to grab supplies for our trip up to Happy Jack this coming weekend. It was a nice outing and another beautiful day in the desert.


Afterwards, I watched a few movies. The best of which was Something Wild (1986). I had never seen it but had often heard about how good it is. I have to agree with those who endorsed it over the years. It was a really fun movie to watch and a great soundtrack. Jeff Daniels, Melanie Griffith, and Ray Liotta star in it and there are cameos from John Waters, Su Tissue (Suburban Lawns), and The Feelies (playing in a long series of scenes revolving around a high school reunion).


Ray Liotta kind of steals the movie when he arrives about halfway through (pun not intended), but Daniels and Griffith had great chemistry, too. There are some interesting twists that probably had people talking about the film when it came out. I would love to find a copy of the soundtrack somewhere. It’s a bit of a barn burner with some excellent early hip hop and African rhythms, too.


The other films were not as good, nor were they worth mentioning. It was nice to just kick back and relax a bit after the mellow, but busy weekend. Rhondi started watching the Knives Out sequel as I was falling asleep, and it looked good. I couldn’t keep my eyes open, though. I’ll have to watch it at some point soon.


I think, tomorrow, I will post the full Placebo article. It’s going to take some work to get it together because I am going to add pictures. I’ll need to get some energy (that’s a joke). I’ve appreciated the feedback I’ve received about the KISS thing, too. Looking at it again after about 18 months was fun. As much as I don’t like KISS, there was something fun about going through the songs and commenting on them, even if some comments were very brief.


It might be fun to go through and dissect another band’s catalog at some point. I don’t know when I would have the time, though. I did the KISS thing during a few weeks in 2020 when I was in school, but there were no students yet. They made the teachers be there all day, even though there was nothing to do. I was teaching online about an hour a day at that point. That was a good gig for doing a lot of writing.


We shall see…the new direction of the website is going to round itself into shape over the next month or so. I don’t know if there will be 1000 words of new content each day, but some days there will definitely be more. Some days less, too.


If you’ve never seen What a Way to Go! (1964) with Shirley MacLaine, I highly recommend it. It’s a lot of fun. I watched it yesterday morning for probably the fourth or fifth time and enjoyed it even more than ever. One of the coolest things about the film is that it just sort of oozes a feeling of joy from the performers. They had to have a blast making it. Along with MacLaine, who is kind of the gal of a 1000 looks in it, it features Dick Van Dyke, Dean Martin, Paul Newman, Robert Mitchum, Gene Kelly, and even a very short, blink and you miss it, cameo from Peter Falk.


They are showing it on the FXM channel all month it seems. Enjoy!


See you tomorrow!



AI art of the Evil Bull-God. Pretty good. Nice job, computer-san.

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