What a crazy world I live in. Gosh your narrator is in such a weird funk now days. I have been totally sealed off from the World. I’ve been sitting in the house here just brewing all kinds of crazy ideas and stories and plans. God if I could just get past the starting point the World would really be blown away by the force of the Noodle attack. It’s all so good if I could just get it out onto paper or the screens. Man what is holding me back? You know it will be a lot of work, everything good takes work and time. Dude just jump in and go for it!
We just got back from seeing the movie “Hedwig and the Angry Inch” at the Bagdad. What a good flick! I am quite fond of the glam rock movie genre though. The sound track is probably one we will end up buying here at the Noodle house. Good rock and roll. Very entertaining. It helped fuel the fire of needing to get some art out to the World.
Probably what got me going on this path once again is that I went to my local comic book store yesterday and had a look around. Gosh that always gets me going. You guys and gals are putting out some nice work. I bought my second copy of my friend Craig’s book “Goodbye Chunky Rice” again to give to my cousin for a Christmas present. God damn that is a good book! I read it again yesterday before I wrapped it. What a tear jerker. If you all haven’t read it yet then go out tomorrow buy it, read it, and then give it to a friend to read. Craig I know you are way to modest for your own good but boy that is some good work you pulled off there!
Clean blank pages are the death of me. I would love to have enough guts and stamina to pull off a 120 page anything! What’s my problem? Why am I such a cry baby? I think I just need to stop crying about it and go for it. Put my money where my stupid mouth is and go nuts. I’m going to have to sit down and stop being lazy and get to work. Jackson it’s going to be hard work but you can do it buddy! Just start plugging away and you’ll get there my man!
I had such a crazy dream last night and it has stuck with me all day. It was so crazy vivid. I actually have been having quite a batch of nutty dreams.
This dream started with me working on some construction site that seemed to be some sort of Third World type place. I kind of thought it was Mexico. Is Mexico thought of as Third World? I don’t think so. Well whatever it was it reminded me of Mexico. Actually if you said it was Afghanistan that would work also since that place is currently in everybody’s subconscious. People were working on a bridge that was crossing a canyon that probably had a river flowing through it. It looked pretty loggy but still had some steel structure to it I think. I was working on an office building that was next to the bridge. A buddy and I were working away at our constructing, (which is pretty funny because I can barely hammer a nail in the “real” World) and my buddy says, “You know if that bridge ever collapses this office building is going to crumble along with it because it’s built so badly.”
Here the dream cuts to some subplot where I get involved with these strange French like debutantes who are in charge of the whole construction site. They all are very pretty people and I being a lowly worker, am very impressed with these cuties. As it turns out they all want to have sex with me for some reason and the dream goes in a very nice direction for a while of which I will spare you the pleasant details.
After my romp in the hay with the upper class, I am of course back to work on the office building constructing. Here’s where it gets so vividly real… In the dream I’m like day dreaming or staring off into space not paying attention to my work when I hear jet planes fly overhead. I think wow that’s crazy and then I look towards the bridge and USA jet fighters are dropping bombs on the bridge! It was SO loud, and I saw people being blown to bits falling off of the bridge. Some of the jet planes I noticed looked like the Space Shuttle with big American flags on their sides. The Bridge is getting totally bombed. Explosions everywhere.
I suddenly remember what my buddy said about the office building falling if the bridge goes. I of course at the time was on the bottom floor of the big building and everything starts to shake around me. The explosions are getting louder and I realize the office building is falling! I think that if I can run to the back of the building where less of it is finished then I might be able to escape getting totally crushed. I was so scared! I run as fast as I can as everything is just crashing down on top of me.
Some how I am spared and I pop up to the top of the rubble where I find some of my debutante friends. They are all beat to Hell and dirty. I was so happy to be alive. Everyone was crying and happy to see that I had made it through the destruction. My construction friend was there and he was happy to see me. He now had stumps for legs and arms, not bloody stumps, well scarred over skin stumps. He’s like “Well I don’t have any arms and legs but I’m alive at least”. I then start to notice that my body hurts all over, and I’m beginning to wonder how injured I am. A doctor comes up to me from the rubble and says “Well we are going to have to take that leg off before it gets gang green.” He then starts sawing into the skin of my right leg above the knee with an Exacto knife! It hurt so bad! I could totally feel everything! He started to saw into my bone and I screamed and screamed! Luckily I woke up soon after that.
What do you think about that? Well I’ll leave it there for now I’ve got to go to sleep now. Big holiday events beginning soon.
