May 17th, 2007

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Word for the Day:

Sorosis (N) A kind of fruit made from several flowers in combination, like a pineapple.

It's such an unusual word--not like drupe and pome, which at least everybody got in high school biology--that the visual gag of "sorosis of the liver" just wouldn't work.
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Off morning.

I had a strange waking dream--I think I was probably a middle-age mom in a low-rent apartment/tenement in NYC. The super of the apartment was really falling down on his job--rats and vermin everywhere, but strangest of all, tunnels torn through the flimsy construction materials so that each wall, floor, ceiling had about a fist-sized hole--I assumed it was rats.

It turned out, over the course of some investigation, that the super had made some sort of deal with some local urban spirits, like house gnomes but scummier, lead by...well, I wasn't clear what they were led by, but the super seemed to be dead or missing (probably because of the actions of the spirits), and the building was setting up a pretty nasty health code thing, so for the good of my family and neighbors, I decided to make nice to the spirit. So I went to one of its hundred little holes--like a rat-hole near the ground--and said some vague "offerings to the spirits" sort of thing.

The lead creature responded, asking more or less if I would obey its rules while I lived under its roof, and demanded that I seal the bargain with a kiss. Its jaws appeared in the narrow window of the rat hole, with teeth like a rat's jaws carved from sheet metal, foaming a bit and with some--uh, moist--coughing. So, trying not to be too disgusted, I kissed the beastie, not knowing what it was, and moved on.

Time passed, and things returned to only foul, not life-threatening, and I met the creature--most of its body was a jaw-droppingly handsome nude male (okay, well, I *am* gay...), but those teeth and distorted mouth, frightening black eyes, and hands ending in weird, semilovecraftian tendrils. It was explaining its origins to me (something about a wandering sideshow sort of life, but then made a deal with supernatural entities...) then I woke up.

One of the stranger things about this dream--and again, lately, I've been having dreams with high budget for special effects, good scripting--dreams that have been playing themselves out like movie scripts--was that this one had a score. Background music that surged and ebbed with the tension of the moment. Weird.

God, he was hot, though, except for the tentacles...

The morning proceeded mundanely after that, except that I tried to clean the hair out of the hairbrush I use when I'm showering, and it was a 10-minute excercise in frustration and bladed instruments.
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Pridefest 2007--

Does anyone want to volunteer at Pridefest this year? It's going to be Saturday, June 9, at Waterloo Park, and they'll probably need volunteers all day.

Volunteers of course get into the festival free :)
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Anybody wanna peanut?

*cough, gag* My boss gave me a half-a-jar of wasabi peanuts from Virginia. Holy moley! Each one's about 3/4-inch long, with WAY more wasabi than peanut. Damn! Those things have a kick! My teeth ached after eating them. Rather, eating one, I don't think I'm up to plurals of these.
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Jokes my boss didn't get--

Referring to a series of books, covering levels A-T, one book per level.

Him: So, that's nine levels at the lower levels, nine at the upper levels. Eighteen.

Him: No, that's not right. *starts counting on his fingers* One, two, three, four...

Me: Thank god there's only twenty levels.

Him: That's right.