I got a bunch of packages that should’ve gone out two weeks ago ready today. So now that I don’t need to worry about that I can start to do some work on other things.
I needed to print up some press releases & it took me twenty minutes to get my new computer to recognize my printer & then it ended up this machine didn’t have the fonts I designed the press releases with. Going to be a tedious process getting this machine to have all the things I’m used to having. But I guess that’s fine since I’m postulating putting more limitations on my use of machines.
So the other day I watched some Georges Melies movies with my grandmother. I’d forgotten how awesome that guy is. Below is one of his typically bizarre shorts that I hadn’t seen before:
Last Night’s Dreams:
I go to visit my niece at her mother’s house. The house is chaotic & my niece has a ton of healing semi-open wounds that look bound to leave scars. She wants me to play dolls with her.
I’m at a wake for a friend of a friend. It was arranged to be an album recording in a house converted into a studio & in a loft section above the living rooms is where the drums are set up & I’m up there too playing bass while almost passing out. I can feel my chest starting to collapse like it sometimes does lately & I’m wondering if something this nice will happen when I die.