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The worst dreams are the ones that attempt to subsume and dishonor treasured memories of people who are gone.
More dream journal posts
In my dream, MAGA went manga in a new season of House of Cards. New administration officials’ hairdos looked like something out of a sloppified, live-action Dragon Ball Z. One guy grew out and gelled his nose hair.
William F. Buckley Jr. at Cannes
It was as if National Review were running Criterion Channel. An art house streaming service with a foundation of conservative values, and somebody thought it would work. Or maybe they knew it wouldn’t, and that was the point. As I butted heads with virtually all of my colleagues, most of whom were also progressive-minded cineastes, I began to suspect the company had hired us just to tie up our expertise in a boondoggle. I wouldn’t… See more →
In my dream, @OfficialJLD and I were crushing it on a cover of a fake Replacements song, but our band broke up midway through. A+ dream, would dream again, no notes
Ah, the old filling-in-on-drums-at-a-Lita-Ford-gig-with-no-rehearsal-or-setlist dream. A classic of the form.
From last night’s dream about Zuck looking for new sources of training data, the phrase that’ll stay with me is “quivering stack of ham.”
In my dream, I agreed to produce a @HighonFireBand album, but had to come clean about being entirely unqualified and busy with summer school
In my dream, a homeowner said my website design influenced his decision not to sell to me. I woke up mid-explanation and it is killing me.
In my dream, there were whole capitalist and socialist movements based on competing interpretations of the design of the Brady Bunch house.
In my dream, I happened upon a guy teaching his dog to drive, and a legal loophole let me make that dog the President of the United States.
I dreamed of a gentler version of Earth Crisis’ “Firestorm”:
v̶i̶o̶l̶e̶n̶c̶e̶ kindness
begets
v̶i̶o̶l̶e̶n̶c̶e̶ kindness
let the
r̶o̶u̶n̶d̶u̶p̶s̶ kind acts
begin
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