you'd think so. actually, I had champagne brunch at the fullerton and no dinner at all, so it amounts to the same thing. mmm, lobsters, roast beef, cheese, smoked salmon, sashimi, and chocolate mousse. and champagne.
Despite my handle I've never really had any good hallucinations. My most vivid one happened the night after I had neck surgery. I woke up and felt an electric jolt down my spine and was paralyzed from the neck down. It scared the crap out of me, but was an hallucination. It sure seemed real though.
Maybe I'm way too provincial, and it has been sometime in the past, but I never stood in line to buy drugs. Most deals took place in the darkened corner of someone's house or car.
I was totally impressed with your Courtney Love dream until you revealed this had some grounding in reality. ;-p No fair! Anyone can have such crazy dreams if they have such an interesting life! :-)
What Mitch said about Evan, but somehow I'd like to think there is salvation for Ms. Love, someway somehow.
And for those of us who lived in the East Village back in the day, (Ah, the Wa Wa Hut), this was actually a more serious issue. Trashed rock stars and others sleeping it off on our stoops, well, they just smell bad. And the business community that you were patronizing wasn't always the most community regarding. I used to come home from a late nite of research and pick up a cup of coffee for myself and one for the dealer who worked my stoop. I figured it was important to have good relationships with the local business community. And it gave me an opening to ask him to find some other place to pee than our doorway. Memories.
And did you mean carving or calving? Because the idea of glacial birth is totally cool.
you had the spicy laksa for dinner, didn't you?
Posted by ex-pat | Link to this comment | 05- 9-05 5:48 AM
you'd think so. actually, I had champagne brunch at the fullerton and no dinner at all, so it amounts to the same thing. mmm, lobsters, roast beef, cheese, smoked salmon, sashimi, and chocolate mousse. and champagne.
Posted by alameida | Link to this comment | 05- 9-05 6:07 AM
Happy belated Mother's Day!
Despite my handle I've never really had any good hallucinations. My most vivid one happened the night after I had neck surgery. I woke up and felt an electric jolt down my spine and was paralyzed from the neck down. It scared the crap out of me, but was an hallucination. It sure seemed real though.
Posted by Tripp | Link to this comment | 05- 9-05 8:13 AM
I like dreams. Amazing, that your mind could construct those worlds, entirely.
Posted by text | Link to this comment | 05- 9-05 11:50 AM
Christ, I bought drugs at that very spot, too.
Posted by bza | Link to this comment | 05- 9-05 1:21 PM
Maybe I'm way too provincial, and it has been sometime in the past, but I never stood in line to buy drugs. Most deals took place in the darkened corner of someone's house or car.
Posted by thistle | Link to this comment | 05- 9-05 1:59 PM
I was totally impressed with your Courtney Love dream until you revealed this had some grounding in reality. ;-p No fair! Anyone can have such crazy dreams if they have such an interesting life! :-)
Posted by Saheli | Link to this comment | 05- 9-05 2:39 PM
I never stood in line to buy drugs.
I have, but only at Grateful Dead shows.
Posted by apostropher | Link to this comment | 05- 9-05 7:29 PM
Apropos of nothing, but god I hate Evan Dando.
And the lemonhead he rode in on.
He and Ms. Love deserve each other.
Posted by Mitch Mills | Link to this comment | 05- 9-05 8:16 PM
What Mitch said about Evan, but somehow I'd like to think there is salvation for Ms. Love, someway somehow.
And for those of us who lived in the East Village back in the day, (Ah, the Wa Wa Hut), this was actually a more serious issue. Trashed rock stars and others sleeping it off on our stoops, well, they just smell bad. And the business community that you were patronizing wasn't always the most community regarding. I used to come home from a late nite of research and pick up a cup of coffee for myself and one for the dealer who worked my stoop. I figured it was important to have good relationships with the local business community. And it gave me an opening to ask him to find some other place to pee than our doorway. Memories.
And did you mean carving or calving? Because the idea of glacial birth is totally cool.
Posted by benton | Link to this comment | 05-10-05 6:17 AM
Glaciers calve, which is very cool indeed.
Posted by Tripp | Link to this comment | 05-10-05 6:29 AM