stories of a flying tethered artist depending upon the tension of a tethering system
Sunday, May 9, 2010
why is danny devito trying to kill me?
maybe because i can't spell his name. your guess is as good as mine. but in my dream the other night, he sure was persistent. he chased me all over the city with a machine gun. until ss discovered that if you stand on top of a bed and face him, the bullets have no power over you. it was all very care bears meets matrix meets labyrinth. of course, in the dream i was the hero, despite the face-off being ss' idea. what? it was my dream; they never make sense and they've been particularly strange lately.
ps. i love you mom. fer rills. thanks for borning me.