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Dream, pt 2, location Louisville, KY: Walking down the street, I’m enlisted by a very busy funeral home to officiate a funeral. Someone has chosen ‘Stayin’ Alive’ by The Bee Gees as funeral song and the family of the deceased is upset by this. Based on the song selection they’re afraid I will say something inappropriate and fire me on the spot. I understand their concern and I’m ok with their decision.

Dream pt 1, location Louisville, KY: Ned Beatty (as mogul Arthur Jensen from the film Network) is supposed to partner with me in an apartment renovation. He arrives with a large piece of reclaimed wood but is disappointed to find that a gut renovation is required. Feeling that I misrepresented the situation, he’s angry and abandons our partnership. After some tense moments we part ways amicably.

Slumgullion stew.

The Green Knight is a Christmas movie.

another twee ensemble piece

watching eXistenZ for the first time since i saw it in a theater when it was first released.

There’s nothing like a rainy fall day in Brooklyn, where it may drizzle or pour but low gray clouds hang with a sense of permanence and sullen purpose

What witchcraft is this? Embedded in a Brooklyn sidewalk.

Movies from the 1930s with psychiatry and neuroscience as plot devices have some loopy ideas about how brains work.

We had something of a blow around here last night, now most of the leaves that were on the trees are on the ground.

I watched The Women (1939) which is bonkers and hilarious and doesn't have a single man appear on camera. I've seen it before and I really thought that the husbands appeared in the final scene but maybe i'm mixing it up with another film or maybe it's just genius and makes you conjure up scenes in your mind.

so just found out that the NYPD is spending $390 million to encrypt their radio communications while libraries are cutting back on services due to budget cuts.

Does anyone else keep jumping spiders as pets?

Calumny Ishmael

I remember a time as a child when i thought the world made sense; that people were basically decent and acted according to rational principles.

One more peep out of you, wisenheimer, and I’ll butter your necktie.

Anyway, I stopped the lady and tried to explain how this is, in fact, art. We had a dialogue and I’m not sure I convinced her, but we’re getting married next month.

If you stand on a street corner in midtown Manhattan, if you’re quiet and you just listen, you’ll still hear someone say “welcome to New York” in a sardonic tone.