Street scene, not.
Oct. 16th, 2009 12:07 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)

Do we have a fable here, Aesop? Do we have a haiku, Basho?
I for one don't want no quotidian business around here. The hen could grow, grow immensely, snatch the dog and fly away. Fly over white clouds on a deep blue sky, over blue mountains overlooking a gorgeous valley. The closed shop shutter could be hiding a magic caveway to a magic castle. The xerox machine could be no ordinary xerox machine, it could be a magic xerox machine --
Wait, this must be the effect of watching too many Miyazaki movies. I usually sleep a dreamless, memoryless sleep, but last night in the dream I was looking at myself in a mirror. Most hair was gone. There were bad, big, dark, green warts on the skull. A few odd patches of hair remained. Eyes, I don't remember much about them --
Right, there's something called too much Miyazaki.
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Date: 2009-10-16 08:27 am (UTC)giggles the hen,
looking away.
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Date: 2009-10-16 04:09 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-10-16 05:19 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-10-16 08:48 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-10-16 10:13 pm (UTC)We should meet one of these days, and not just because I intend to switch to a new GPG key (already on the keyservers).
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Date: 2009-10-17 08:40 am (UTC)