There I was, asleep, in the midst of a fine, fine shimmery sexy dream that involved Mike Doughty. It only makes sense since I had written about The Book of Drugs yesterday. So Mike and…
Browsing Category Dreams
S&M Brady Bunch
Dream posts suck, but when you have a disturbing dream involving a beloved sit-com family, you have to share it. This is almost as disturbing as the masturbating Uncle Joey dream. Last night I dreamt…
The Village Green Preservation Society can fuck itself
I did not sleep well last night and I blame The Kinks. Or maybe it’s writing group’s fault because a few weeks ago we spent a lot of time telling Young Jem about the brilliance…
Four wholly unrelated things I want to tell you
I. On Sunday I made a creamy cauliflower soup. It involved pureeing and that frightened me. Plus, I had the divide the recipe in half, so there was math that also frightens me. It turned…
77 cheeseburgers
From the time I got my first pink walkman and a cassette of Chicago’s “17” I would listen to music as I went to sleep. It helped with the insomnia that plagued me since I…