Eleven months of the year on the road with you, my dear

[sovay]

I did not dream that I discovered a book of short stories by Lloyd Alexander; it just existed in the children's library collection of the church where part of the dream was taking place. It was from the mid-'80's and had little sandy-looking pen-and-ink illustrations like chapter headings. I remembering being particularly struck by the one for Vesper Holly.

I am awake at this hour because I'm going to be part of this parade: "Reclaim the Streets for Horns, Bikes, and Feet!" The last time I was in a parade, I was still in the Girl Scouts. This time, I got invited by old-time radio people. I have dressed accordingly. I hope someone takes photographs.

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[schreibergasse.livejournal.com]

I hope there are photos too! That sounds awesome.

[schreibergasse.livejournal.com]

Damn, I wish I'd realized this was going to involve Emperor Norton's--I might have come down to Boston myself just to watch!

[sovay]

I hope there are photos too! That sounds awesome.

I know for a fact some were taken: I'll let you know if I get hold of any.

Damn, I wish I'd realized this was going to involve Emperor Norton's--I might have come down to Boston myself just to watch!

I didn't realize you didn't know! I'll tell you the next time I know they're playing.

[edit] They're going to be in Providence tomorrow. I'm guessing that doesn't help.