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PPcouch

10:35pm CDT Thursday 20 April 2000

(written pre-phone)

Dude and I laughed our asses off!!!

During the day today, I IMed him.
"Yo - can you help me move the couch tonight?"
"Yeah, Jack. Call me."

- - -

After Wende and I visited La Jaliscience for dinner, I called Dude.

Met him two blocks away at the old apartment, with the old couch still on the grass by the street.

He dropped the tailgate on his little truck (small little 4 Runner or something) and we sized up the couch. It looked to me like it wouldn't fit.

"Should we measure it first?" I asked.

"Nah - it ain't that heavy, and I don't have a tape measure."

We hefted it onto the tailgate. Couch was too tall. Tilted it onto its back. Still wouldn't fit. Hmm.

Back down to the grass with the couch.

Maybe if we could just break the back off the couch, we could like fold it over and fit it in that way. I yanked on the cushion sewn to the back and ripped it, spilling couch guts onto the grass. That's not going to work.

Maybe if we lay it onto its back, we can pull on the couchbed part and crush the back with its weight.

This is my ten-year-old's dream! Getting to climb on, rip up, break to bits the couch that I've been told for years to love and protect.

(this is where the story gets funny. get the visual here)

The couch is on its back in the grass. Dude and I are each standing on opposite corners of the back of the couch, alternately yanking on the bottom of the couch, trying to get it to break.

Like pumping a railcar, we took turns torquing the couch, laughing as traffic drove by this wacked out sight. The couch creaked and cracked, but didn't break.

We were laughing, "what if a cop pulls up, 'Boyy, what are you tryin' to do to this here couch?' or what if it breaks, we go flying off and end up with stitches. Wende would be all 'I thought you were just going to move the couch.' Veronica (Dude's wife is an MD) would walk into the hospital, 'what are you doing here?'"

We recognized that this 23 year old couch was too sturdy to break. So we went back to plan A.

Dude's truck has the tailgate down and one end of a couch on it. I'm holding the other end while Dude straps it on with some big straps he's got. We yank these straps tight... and whaddayaknow - the couch stays on. It's sagging a bit, but easily 3 feet off the ground.

Here is Dude driving it away.

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PPdream

3:23am CDT Thursday 20 April 2000

(dream)

My friend Carrie was hanging from a phone line attached to an enemy helicopter. From the point of view of the helicopter, I could see her suspended hundreds of feet below, sometimes she was able to touch the ground with her feet, and sometimes she was pulled slightly into the air.

My point of view switched to Carrie's as the phone line became caught on some trees and eventually broke as the helicopter continued to fly away. Beside Carrie we watched with fear as the helicopter came back and tried to shoot us, but only succeeded in cutting down the branches of the tree that had caught the line.

The line was therefore unstuck and with no dream-time-lapse, we had turned in the line as evidence to our military.

Fear again when a helicopter came flying toward us, but this time it was a US Marine helicopter, coming to rescue us. We were taken aboard and inside the helicopter was huge like as big as the Starship Enterprise.

To protect us, our identities had to be changed and we were to be married. But since I was already hitched to Wende, they had Carrie marry Danny Glover (who made a guest appearance in the dream) and I was to be their son.

The birth records and marriage records were forged to make this official, and I was asked to learn a new signature to fit my new identity. I practiced forging my 'new' signature and did a pretty crappy job at it. Then I woke up.

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PPdreamNotes

3:43am CDT Thursday 20 April 2000

(notes on dream characters)

As I wrote out my dream, I literally got to the second or third reference to phone line and I was like, "whoah - my phone line is not hooked up." That must be why a phone line appeared in my dream.

Carrie came down from Dallas for a convention last week; Wende and I got to see her, and I got to see her again in my dream.

According to VIBE History of Hip Hop, Danny Glover used to be "Kid Creole" in one of the original old school groups.

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work

4pm 20 April 2000

work work work work. Is this all I do?

Yesterday KTRU was fun. I got only two calls - a request and a "what song did you play at about 7:15am?" That last one is kinda difficult to answer; I wasn't the DJ at that timeslot, but DJs do maintain a log of all the songs we play. I gave the caller a list of some artists - probably one is what she's looking for.

That reminds me... sometimes I'll get calls, "hey - what group is this?" and I'll say a name like "The Kaumsers" and the caller goes "okay" and hangs up.

How are they going to find that? Kaumsers could be spelled any variety of ways. I always want to ask, "don't you want to know how to spell that? don't you want to know the record label? don't you want to know the publication date?" But they've already hung up.

- - - -

Oh my gosh.

Wende just called and said a person from Southwestern Bell called. We should have a dial tone by tomorrow night!!!!

I have written some entries at home and I will send them as soon as possible. 3 entries I think..

Yay!

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