Last night I dreamt that someone had gone back in time and altered the space time continuum. I woke up in a similar apartment, but everything was different. Technology had changed. TV and video were different, monitors were all flat panel but the only thing that showed was some sort of public access type of program. I dressed and knew I had to go downtown, I'd had an appointment before the alteration of time and still wanted to go to it. A close friend (who had not been a close friend before the alteration of time) lived in the rear of the building. He was standing in his kitchen ironing, his curtains blowing in and out of his windows. He didn't want me to go downtown, but I thought it would be safe. Sonic lived in a big apartment at the front of the building, she was lounging in her panties and a camisole on a big couch in a bay window, her curtains were long and sheer and were floating up into the room on air currents from the open window. When I left she was on the phone... so phone's still worked.
I walked out of the building, the orientation of my street corner had changed dramatically and the area around my building was open on all sides, the soil was reddish and there was a huge rock on the corner. I don't remember any trees. Everything looked like an arid desert scene. I walked to the center of the street, which turned out to be a busy Market Street and walked to the center divide. People were standing waiting for the streetcar. There were no regular cars and no regular busses, just automatic street cars that ran on a track/groove in the ground. The waiting areas were wooden trellises, very southwest.
I waited for the streetcar and got on. The car suddenly changed direction and went away from downtown. I decided trying to find my way around in a world that had suddenly changed, but only for me, was too overwhelming and I decided to go back home.
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New Year was mellow.
Started new session of classes at A.C.T., voice exercises and a singing master class. So far I was assigned, "Nobody Makes a Pass at Me" from the only musical ever commissioned by a labor union (1938 or so). I found a cover of it by Streisand. Next will be some songs from The Secret Garden.
Saw a crazy MUNI moment http://www.flickr.com/photos/palgus
And if you are logged in and my "friend" you can also see the giantly enormous bruise I got falling out of a MUNI bus the other week in the rain.
Had gum grafts #2 a week and a half ago. It's uncomfortable. I have new gums now though. I really hate having stitches in my mouth. When they start to fall out it feels like I have mouth whiskers. And they never fall out of me, they never do, they just stay in there until someone removes them.
Just finished reading Waterland by Graham Swift. It's about an obsolete man and his obsolete profession and his obsolete childhood in an obsolete land, and so really, it's about his obsolete life.
Started new book on Pigeons. Learned about the decorated war hero pigeon Cher Ami, and the Parlor Roller variety of pigeon that will roll backwards, possibly indefinitely unless obstructed. I don't think it's going to be as good as the book on Rats.
New health kick: whole grains. Quinoa, brown rice, steel cut oats. Maybe I can add in some other weird grains, but this seems like enough for now.