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He called me Mr. Sanderson, which isn't quite the name
We have internet again! We also have power, which was not the case for about two hours last night: about half an hour after I got home, the whole street went out. ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
derspatchel had to make an emergency detour for flashlights and candles on his way home in the pounding rain, which is how we discovered that CVS will not sell you matches, but will sell you fake tea lights and a firelighter. You can read by enough fake tea lights, but you feel like you're in a restaurant right before the kitchen closes. Rob noodled with a game he's writing; I debriefed my day. As soon as the power came back on, I showed him Despicable Me (2010), which he loved, what's not to love, and we went to bed early for us.
I dreamed vividly for the first time in weeks that I remember. In the first, I was writing a short story withashlyme, about a glancing encounter in a club that turns into a haunting. I brought one line out of it: "He remembered a hood of blond hair, a crow-winged swirl like a scholar's gown." Awake, that sounds like a tryst with Innokenty Smoktunovsky's Hamlet, but I can think of worse starting places. The second was neither inspirational nor erotic: I dreamed of white supremacist riots and black activists furious that the news reports were still casting them as the violent, disaffected parties and I know exactly where those images are coming from. I've been out of the news cycle for more than twenty-four hours, but I'm sure something has happened in American politics that I won't like.
The electricians returned around ten in the morning, but if they cut any more wires they weren't supposed to, we haven't found out yet. The arrival of the Verizon tech overlapped them, which may have helped. And then since we had both been awake since eight o'clock, we went back to bed for a bit. The cats appear to be sleeping out this cold, grey, rainy day, as is their wont and right. (Hestia has made her nest in Rob's duffel bag.) I am awake because I have to work and I want to write about movies. This is okay.
derspatchel had to make an emergency detour for flashlights and candles on his way home in the pounding rain, which is how we discovered that CVS will not sell you matches, but will sell you fake tea lights and a firelighter. You can read by enough fake tea lights, but you feel like you're in a restaurant right before the kitchen closes. Rob noodled with a game he's writing; I debriefed my day. As soon as the power came back on, I showed him Despicable Me (2010), which he loved, what's not to love, and we went to bed early for us.I dreamed vividly for the first time in weeks that I remember. In the first, I was writing a short story with
ashlyme, about a glancing encounter in a club that turns into a haunting. I brought one line out of it: "He remembered a hood of blond hair, a crow-winged swirl like a scholar's gown." Awake, that sounds like a tryst with Innokenty Smoktunovsky's Hamlet, but I can think of worse starting places. The second was neither inspirational nor erotic: I dreamed of white supremacist riots and black activists furious that the news reports were still casting them as the violent, disaffected parties and I know exactly where those images are coming from. I've been out of the news cycle for more than twenty-four hours, but I'm sure something has happened in American politics that I won't like.The electricians returned around ten in the morning, but if they cut any more wires they weren't supposed to, we haven't found out yet. The arrival of the Verizon tech overlapped them, which may have helped. And then since we had both been awake since eight o'clock, we went back to bed for a bit. The cats appear to be sleeping out this cold, grey, rainy day, as is their wont and right. (Hestia has made her nest in Rob's duffel bag.) I am awake because I have to work and I want to write about movies. This is okay.
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Let's do it!
Great line, too.
I don't remember which one of us wrote it in the dream. We can both take credit.