Wednesday, December 10, 2003

In my dream last night I was checking out an artist's work (inbetween faffing about with weird, vaguely offensive and controversial [to others, I couldn't see the fuss] art installations and obscure unpublished manuscripts written on gold paper) that he had displayed on the pavement. Beautiful, realistic wooden and ceramic scupltures of animals. There was one of a rabbit and her kits, which at first glance was lovely but a closer look revealed the young were growing out of her eyes...

Cicada wings are beautiful things, green and delicate... even after they've been gnawed off their owner by a mighty hunter. <rolls eyes>

Imagine for a moment you're a thinking, reasoning creature with some claim to intelligence. You notice that every time you go to use the shower the bathmat is hanging up. As a thinking, reasoning creature would it occur to you to hang the bathmat up when you've finished with the shower, or would you blithely ignore the sodden mass on the floor and simply walk away?
I know it's a stupid thing to get annoyed about (about as stupid as freaking out over the up/downness of the toilet seat) but dammit... <grumble>

My next AC is clawing it's way into existence, slowly. The next one of the Demon story things is cued up in my brain ready to write, and Joules is getting a spot ready for this particular universe in the Zone. <fuge grin> Isn't she wunnerful?

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