February 09, 2001
His breakfast cereal told him to kill, the 13th century saint and the orphaned glassblower . . . and more
It's been a long time since I rock 'n' rolled . . .
2/9/01 - A boy with hydrocephalus was written up in a glossy magazine because "his breakfast cereal told him to kill people." He had killed a young girl named Cera or Cara because the breakfast cereal had told him to do so. He refused to stop eating the breakfast cereal because the voices would go away and he was afraid of being lonely. The picture of the boy was quite disturbing, and I remember even now.
2/1/01 - I watched a group of rowdy kids, behaving like they were in a mosh pit, assemble in the dark around the circle in front of the Summitlawn house. I called the police, saying that they were assembling without a permit. They smashed the window of a car in, and shortly thereafter I noticed two papers sitting on the front lawn. "Now they'll think no one's here and that we're on vacation," I fretted as the police did nothing. I then fell asleep (yes, I have dreams about being asleep), then woke up to the police (on the phone) asking me for my name. I refused to give to them since they didn't help me at all and hung up.
1/27/01 - A 13th century saint became best friends with an orphaned glassblower--she was only 7, but quite skilled. The orphan died, and a gilded gravestone was placed with the words "Gentle Orphan" in an Art Nouveau script, even though she died sometime in the late 13th century. She had created a birdbath made out of blown glass, and that birdbath was placed over her grave. The saint had passed down, through the centuries, a concern that this birdbath was impeding her ascension to heaven. In the year 2001, the birdbath was removed.
1/3/01 - Dream fragments: "this is what it looks like when the birds go down for night." People shuffling like drugged bumper cars in the street while the heavy woman in Depends cries in her bed, ashamed and upset that the critics were mean to Toni Morrison today. She then praised Dr. Woods for standing up to them. He wondered how she knew. She had matched up the anonymous email addresses, and in came a parade of sullen thirteen-year-olds wearing their email addresses around their necks. "If someone sees you watching . . ."
12/13/00 - From my other journal: "Last night's dream included Brian H. in a wheelchair. I don't think he had legs."
11/28/00 - I fell asleep after watching the last part of American Beauty after dreaming about four lawsuits set into motion by Bush and Gore within one hour. Gore was suing over cheesecake, and I started saying "Yeah, let's let the winner of the cheesecake contest win. The cheesecake that sets up first is the winner." They both yelled at me for opening the door to check because that destroyed the results.
11/26/00 - I jumped out of a moving car just before it blew because I remembered I was in a dream and wouldn't feel pain.