Well, it finally happened. I knew it would.

I started noding in my dreams.

Maybe some of you have been doing this for months, but it was new to me. All my other dreams were simply writeups, accessed by the framework of the E2 engine lodged in my head.

In one of these little adventures, I was reporting to work on a film shoot in Tompkins Square Park (except it looked more like Washington Square Park) when it began to rain. I took shelter in a cafeteria/bar (don't ask me) on the edge of the park and watched a fantastic lightning storm] play out through huge bay windows. I bonded with a cowboy-hatted stranger over the magnificence of it all.

Then I was back to receiving confusing vindictive /msgs from TheBooBooKitty. His real-life /msgs to me have never been confusing or vindictive, so I don't know what that was about. Maybe I'm just paranoid. Or maybe I should be on here a little less often.