Showing posts with label uncle gene. Show all posts
Showing posts with label uncle gene. Show all posts

Sunday, March 10, 2013

I am riding in the back seat of a car with Sarah Lyle, unsure where we're going but we've missed something then realize we are both hungry then realize Uncle Gene is driving the car and little Ken is in the passenger seat and we are driving to a bar where my father is going to meet us. Ken is talking about how he is going to get sauced with my father. On the way there we look out the windows and its all country side. I see what looks like a black and white pig on a leash.

Before this I am trying to meet Rob Potylo and I talk to him on the phone about meeting at his house. I go to his house and its all people that Rachael knows and they all don't talk to me and act like they hate me and don't want me to smoke their pot and Justin #1 is there and I try to get Rachael to come over and help me. I am nervous to meet  Rob and looking for him in the dream, knowing its a dream and he might look different but I don't see him or feel him in there, that I remember.

Wednesday, January 2, 2013

I am in some kind of art show but separate  a series of photos but like I had to take my own photo seperately - to represent myself as an artist or as the piece itself- I put up a picture of myself posing in a similar way to the threee other portraits of three other artists

I should have used a different more abstract photograph that I had that was a real piece of art and keep thinking about this through all my other dreams and before I wake up- a mistake

Across a table from Uncle Gene and he is talking about how he goes to this one place and gets very cheap hamburgers and washes them down with some kind of drink


Right before I fall asleep I see a roasted pineapple slice sculpture/mold shaped like a pig.  It looks like a burnt pig or as I said in the fingernail poem, perhaps, a "charred sausage".
^I tell Ryan this before sleeping

Thursday, August 4, 2011

I am dreaming to whats going on on NPR,

there is something about beach erosion. Someone in the interview on t.v. says "If it comes between me going to get my snickers and then going to the beach and the sand is too hot, then I'm just gonna get my Snickers and go"

(I remember the news piece on the sand at southie beach being "too hot")

I am at my parents house I guess which is nothing like my parents house and more like a log cabin. The living room is the same but there is an attic. At one point I see my Mom in the attic sleeping sort of face down on the floor and she has one arm over Edna and Edna is sleeping the same way. I talk to her and tell her the big special is going to be on and she sort of looks up at me and so does Edna, and then she goes back to sleep with her head on the floor and so does Edna.

Uncle Gene is there and I watch my Dad and Uncle Gene both watching the t.v. and they both have the same sort of forlorn expression on their faces.