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nonionayI've been having a lot of liminal dreams lately, mostly involving sea life on the shore. Lots of glowing sea anemones and such, though last night, I went to a ship graveyard on what was basically Inishmore. The wrecks of old sailing ships were perched rather neatly on the sheer cliff, and I had a guide to which boat was which. It wasn't a scary dream, though.
There was also the dream with Steve Gould hitting my dad's VCR with an ax in order to get it to record right. A little while after this incident, it slowly occurred to me, and I said, "I don't think my dad's going to like this." And poor Steve was horribly embarrassed.
There was also the dream with Steve Gould hitting my dad's VCR with an ax in order to get it to record right. A little while after this incident, it slowly occurred to me, and I said, "I don't think my dad's going to like this." And poor Steve was horribly embarrassed.
