Category: general

a dream I had about leading the charge against a tyrannical landlady

Imagine my surprise when I came home, or went outside, to see a row of huge sinkhole-like holes in the ground just outside my apartment complex. Each hole was somewhere between three to ten feet in diameter with a car or truck parked next to it. Each vehicle belonged to a tenant who stood beside it.

I could tell by the fact that my immediate neighbor and her vehicle were beside the newest hole that I was up next. I’d gotten the word, perhaps by said neighbor, that we could have whatever came up from our hole; whatever there may have been in the soil beneath after the excavator worker did his thing.

I was somewhat excited; apparently there were valuable items underground; as I walked briskly to my car to pull it around. I was also concerned; hesitant about the fact that I didn’t want all my, or any of my, neighbors seeing what car I drove. I’m a cynical person in general and didn’t trust them.

The next thing I remember is walking back, without my car, and seeing what seemed like dozens of neighbors on the ground. They were now near the middle of the complex. The holes were in the front where the lawn met the sidewalk. They were doing push-ups. Some were past coworkers from real life.

Lisa was there along with Bernadette; both fat women; the latter of which couldn’t even raise her arms, let alone midsection, during the so-called push-ups. She humped the grass as she let out an audile grunt for each rep. I laughed and asked what they were doing. Then I “but seriously” asked them why.

They said they were told to, implying it was more of a command than a suggestion. When I asked by who, they said the landlady. “Man, fuck that bitch,” I retorted, “I thought you were talking about the governor or something.” I may have said “mayor” but meant governor. Not that I would’ve stood for it either way.

As I continued to reprehend the landlady and her authoritarian ways, the others began to express their agreement. They stopped the push-ups and sat up as the momentum of the protest built. “Remember when she said don’t stand over there in the sun,” one woman yelled, “We should all go over there right now!”

There was a roar of agreement from the crowd as they stood up and dusted themselves off. I was leading the charge, with the woman who’d just spoke out, against our tyrannical landlord. I was new there but apparently the abuse had been going on for a while. Well, it was about to end. That’s when I awoke.

2023 September 17

a Tweet from Sheriff John Allen about Michelle Lujan Grishama’s unconstitutional gun ban

a dream I had about living in an apartment with a dining room

“Is this really here,” I asked myself as I opened and closed and opened again the little window partition thingy, looking out at what, at least on this particular dawn, looked like an enchanted garden. It wasn’t mine; it was my neighbor’s yard; but the view was, along with the dining room I was standing in. I actually had my own dining room. It seemed too good to be true. That’s why I thought I may have been dreaming.

I used to think I couldn’t ponder dreaming in a dream, that I’d instantly awake at the thought, but there I was, in my new apartment, standing in a room I never knew existed. I say “never”, but I’d only lived there for a matter of days if not hours. It was early morning, still dark outside, and I remembered being there the previous day. I hadn’t yet discovered the dining room, but there was another spectacular view at the back.

That back room served as the main living room slash bedroom and its view was even better than the garden. It was higher up, as if I was somehow on a higher floor there than in the dining room, and I could see not only somewhat of a cityscape but what seemed like a neighbor’s roof patio. I could actually look down and see people; spy on them; cooking, relaxing or doing whatever people do on roof patios.

Aside from the views and dining room; I couldn’t believe I had my own (unshared) dining room; the apartment wasn’t much different than the one I have in real life. It was bigger though and the entrance door wasn’t attached to the main room but the kitchen. I remember observing my next-door neighbor; a slim white girl with long brownish hair; before walking in. I later thought of inviting her to my dining room.

“Is this really here,” I’d asked myself; I could actually hear the partition thingy creaking as I opened and closed it; just before waking up. The answer was no. Not only wasn’t the garden and dining room there, but neither was the apartment. It was all a dream. Awaking in my little, albeit new, apartment, with no dining room or practical views, was a disappointment. Still it’s not bad for real life. In fact I quite like it.

2023 August 27

songs I only like part of

· Angel Down [ Lady Gaga ] : the ending after the final chorus section

· Bang [ Tori Amos ] : the end when she starts listing chemical elements from the periodic table

· Black Eagle [ Janet Jackson ] : the second half when the beat changes

· Black Skinhead [ Kanye West ] : the end when he starts chanting “God”

· Criminal [ Eminem ] : the bank robbery skit and following verse

· Chosen One [ Future ] : his verse

· Discombobulated [ Eminem ] : the first minute and a half before the beat changes

· Gypsy [ Lady Gaga ] : the last fifty seconds

· Here [ The Dream Academy ] : the end when the music changes

· Imitation Of Life [ REM ] : the part when the drums stop and Michael Stipe starts singing “This sugarcane”.

· Mississippi [ Paula Cole ] : the bridge where she sings falsetto over the piano

· Nothing Left To Give [ Lionel Richie ] : the bridge part where he says “Can you give it all to me”

· Robbery [ Reverend William Burke | Rza ] : most of Rza’s verse

· Smile [ Michael Jackson ] : the ending when he sings and whistles over the piano

· Solid Wall Of Sound [ A Tribe Called Quest ] : the ending when Elton John’s new vocals come in

· Supaman High [ R Kelly ] : the end when the beat plays by itself

· Watch Deez [ Thirstin Howl The Third | Eminem ] : Eminem’s verse

· What They Gonna Do [ Jay-Z ] : when the beat changes near the end

· 365 [ Skam | Eminem ] : Eminem’s verse and its prelude