Category: creativity

Took Kirsten [the little girl I babysat] to school today.

I daydream about being 3 or 4 inches tall and exploring our house and yard. [The Borrowers, Mistress Masham’s Repose and The Littles were all favorite books as a kid]

Dreamed something competitive about running in swim fins and masks etc., across the kitchen.

Morning: Harvey Korman was a man – Carol Burnett was a wife and Tim Conway was her husband [I used to watch the re-runs of the Carol Burnett show every day] First they’re in a parking lot talking about how its going to be turned into a pool and then they’re inside in a bakery section: Korman says something about the walls and runs into them with his cart and Conway starts to pick up the bread and a security guard give him a dirty look.

[I’m relieved that the quality of my dreams has largely improved over the past 24 years]

I have this fantasy about being able to lift into the air and float away above the hills and look down on the world as though it was a railroad set.

I dreamed I was looking around in this Camelot-like atmosphere at Sun Valley [the local shopping mall] and I was trying to decide which garden was the most ____ (industrial or something like that. I know there was a word but I can’t remember what it was). We were looking for places where there are nude women (YWCA).

I read about indians before I went to bed.

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I dreamed that there was sand on the deck by the sliding glass door and Jinx, Paul and I went out and molded little rivers in it and the soup from inside the house ran down the rivers and we ate it. There were indians.

Under Milkwood [Dylan Thomas’ play which my family used to have regular readings of] was a success. After we read it we joked around until 11:30 and the best way to describe the noise we were making is “Oh what will the neighbors say, what will the neighbors say”.

[Uncle] Larry’s friend Mark is a really neat person.