Luis, tell me about how you are not at Vassar anymore but last night you were in my dream.
WHYYYYYYYYY?!
I MEAN DAY-UM.
Tuesday, December 1, 2009
Odd Dream!!!
Luis, tell me about how you are not at Vassar anymore but last night you were in my dream.
WHYYYYYYYYY?!
I MEAN DAY-UM.
Monday, November 30, 2009
Monday Maddness: thoughts, quotes and dweams
it's on.
Quotes of the Day:
"You're from Vegas? Oh my god. I lived there for three years and then had to leave after I got addicted to crystal meth. Can I get you some water with your soup and sandwich?"
"Who needs soap-operas when you've got the 5:00 news in Vegas?"
"Feel free to steal wi-fi from Juliette's Cafe"
--The Wrapsody Deli Proprietor
"Somes calls me Susan, somes calls me Mary."
--Huck Finn, on repeat in my head.
"Why-thai, thai-o-toy-o-thai-thai. Rock-thai, thai-o-toy-o-thai-thai."
--Missy Elliot, "Work It", on repeat in my head.
This Morning's Interrupted REM Cycle Recall [DREAM SEQUENCE]:
A reefer with Irene. We decided to walk around town (not sure what town--a mix of NYC Chinatown, Albuquerque and Paris!!!). She decided to walk ahead and look at some street vendors. I stopped at a Mexican Restaurant to order an enchilada, but realizing that I needed to catch up with Irene and that I had already eaten right beforehand I told the waitress to cancel to order. Unfortunately, she had already put the order in and seemed a little put off. I ran out the door but felt kind of bad about it. I had to find Irene.
Oh! There she is, she's entering that huge restaurant over there. I better follow her. Okay, now I am inside. Why is she hopping over the bar? I hop over the bar. We are stoned. She hands me Jones Soda with an okay picture on it, and chugs one for herself. Why couldn't we have just ordered one instead of hopping over the bar and taking it for free? Now she's going in a back room. I follow her. It's another dining room with a huge projector in front of all the tables. She goes in front of the projector and starts performing but she's got the giggles. The patrons look confused. I get nervous and uncomfortable. IRENE! What are you DOING?
Wait. She's not giggling anymore, this is getting serious. The patrons are really into it. This is the most amazing performance I've ever seen. She knew what she was doing the whole time. Now she's turning into something but is still part Irene. Is she an Eva? Is this Neon Genesis? Or is she an avatar? Are we all avatars? Irene is controlling herself within my dream and I am just watching in amazement. Irene is having a lucid dream inside my non lucid dream. Everything I am doing is making sense in normal reality but she is proving to me that this is indeed a dream. Show's over. Everyone loved it!!! I loved it!!! Incredible. And then I woke up!
Recent Self Discoveries:
--I love cutting hair. It is like zen to me now. I gave someone a mohawk last night for the musical Rent, and it felt gooooooooood.
Recent Emoticon Discoveries:
\m/
--a great way to express how much you love rock n' roll. also good for hailing satan or a cab.
;(
--pirate. think about it.
Questions:
--Insensitive German and Intensive German. Which class sounds like more fun?
--Does Brigid Berlin love pugs more than Madd-dawg-cich-town?
Thoughts:
--This is the film department not the DRAMA department.
--Thanksgiving, leave your diets and your deities behind.
Quotes of the Day:
"You're from Vegas? Oh my god. I lived there for three years and then had to leave after I got addicted to crystal meth. Can I get you some water with your soup and sandwich?"
"Who needs soap-operas when you've got the 5:00 news in Vegas?"
"Feel free to steal wi-fi from Juliette's Cafe"
--The Wrapsody Deli Proprietor
"Somes calls me Susan, somes calls me Mary."
--Huck Finn, on repeat in my head.
"Why-thai, thai-o-toy-o-thai-thai. Rock-thai, thai-o-toy-o-thai-thai."
--Missy Elliot, "Work It", on repeat in my head.
This Morning's Interrupted REM Cycle Recall [DREAM SEQUENCE]:
A reefer with Irene. We decided to walk around town (not sure what town--a mix of NYC Chinatown, Albuquerque and Paris!!!). She decided to walk ahead and look at some street vendors. I stopped at a Mexican Restaurant to order an enchilada, but realizing that I needed to catch up with Irene and that I had already eaten right beforehand I told the waitress to cancel to order. Unfortunately, she had already put the order in and seemed a little put off. I ran out the door but felt kind of bad about it. I had to find Irene.
Oh! There she is, she's entering that huge restaurant over there. I better follow her. Okay, now I am inside. Why is she hopping over the bar? I hop over the bar. We are stoned. She hands me Jones Soda with an okay picture on it, and chugs one for herself. Why couldn't we have just ordered one instead of hopping over the bar and taking it for free? Now she's going in a back room. I follow her. It's another dining room with a huge projector in front of all the tables. She goes in front of the projector and starts performing but she's got the giggles. The patrons look confused. I get nervous and uncomfortable. IRENE! What are you DOING?
Wait. She's not giggling anymore, this is getting serious. The patrons are really into it. This is the most amazing performance I've ever seen. She knew what she was doing the whole time. Now she's turning into something but is still part Irene. Is she an Eva? Is this Neon Genesis? Or is she an avatar? Are we all avatars? Irene is controlling herself within my dream and I am just watching in amazement. Irene is having a lucid dream inside my non lucid dream. Everything I am doing is making sense in normal reality but she is proving to me that this is indeed a dream. Show's over. Everyone loved it!!! I loved it!!! Incredible. And then I woke up!
Recent Self Discoveries:
--I love cutting hair. It is like zen to me now. I gave someone a mohawk last night for the musical Rent, and it felt gooooooooood.
Recent Emoticon Discoveries:
\m/
--a great way to express how much you love rock n' roll. also good for hailing satan or a cab.
;(
--pirate. think about it.
Questions:
--Insensitive German and Intensive German. Which class sounds like more fun?
--Does Brigid Berlin love pugs more than Madd-dawg-cich-town?
Thoughts:
--This is the film department not the DRAMA department.
--Thanksgiving, leave your diets and your deities behind.
Sunday, November 22, 2009
Gramps
This is my great-great grandfather, Cardinal Patrick Joseph Hayes of St. Patrick's Cathedral in NYC where his body is still entombed. A family legend, a Church scandal. In the words of my sister, Irene, I exist because of his hypocrisy. Thanks, dude.
Wednesday, September 23, 2009
Chantilly Lace-- LISTEN TODAY
What happens when a vampire chips her tooth? Mine got chipped last night, so I'll let you know.
More importantly:
Yours Truly will be on the radio waves today.
The show is called Chantilly Lace. It is a 1960's hour to make you feel good.
2-3PM Eastern Time on WVKR 91.3FM Poughkeepsie.
Listen up Hudson River Valley!
OR listen worldwide at http://www.wvkr.org/
Monday, September 21, 2009
The Whippets
Bibbe Hansen (Pictured) , Janet Kerouac and Charlotte Rosenthal. 1964.LISTEN:
I Want to Talk to You
Did I mention that Bibbe is Beck's mother or that Janet is Jack Kerouac's daughter?
Thursday, August 6, 2009
fuck off, itches.
Itch Be Gone!
The New York Times reports that scientists have pinpointed the cells in mice that makes them itch and thus scratch.
I have been going nuts over skeeter bites all summer and am so tired of wanting to scratch. With these new developments it is possible that I wont be so pained in the future.
The New York Times reports that scientists have pinpointed the cells in mice that makes them itch and thus scratch.
I have been going nuts over skeeter bites all summer and am so tired of wanting to scratch. With these new developments it is possible that I wont be so pained in the future.
Wednesday, June 17, 2009
Summer SOULstice
Listen to my radio show Summer Soulstice every single Wednesday this summer from 1PM to 2PM at http://wvkr.org.
Hot jammie jams from 1960-1965.
Love,
DJ VickiVictoria
Hot jammie jams from 1960-1965.
Love,
DJ VickiVictoria
Wednesday, June 3, 2009
<3 Chatty's Nude Art Class <3
<3 Chatterton's class in Ely Hall. No date, but I would guess somewhen in the 1930s. He's to the left by the window--the only man in the room.
I am living across the street from where he use to live many moons ago.
Image from VC Special Collections.
Tuesday, May 19, 2009
Friday, May 15, 2009
Dreams of Sames and Opposites Vol. 4
Diana Ross and The Temptations
Mariah Carey* and Boyz II Men
*There was a time in my life when I just wanted to be Mariah when I grew up.
Tuesday, May 12, 2009
Dear Daisy, I want to meet you.
My sister Katherine/Kat/Katalak/Kakie has a dog named Daisy who may or may not be part human. As a dog that grew up watching the Gilmore Girls, Daisy enjoys killing flies, cuddling, fetch, tug of war, hug of war, and meaty bones.
Rumor has it she is quite a good tango dancer and when she sees another dog on TV she goes "ape shit", bringing her toys up to the screen to play with it.
I have high hopes of meeting Daisy in the near future. I want to take on my roll as her kooky aunt Vicki.
Monday, May 11, 2009
a no dream night but...
my first work-related all-nighter. i've been working on this dern film since noon yesterday but all is well and i am fighting my sleepstinct.
first person in acdc at 7am= warm corn muffins, fresher coffee, and fresher service
taking a post-breakfast stroll all around campus=watching birds carry twigs to make new nests, loving thee warm weather and the cloudless sky, excited by the sparrows diving under the "betting bridge"(as it may have been called at one point in 1940 although Mrs. Daniels does not remember any such thing) then dancing with their little wings over sunset lake looking great, dewy toes, john dewey: seeing things quite literally in a new light.
brothers on wheels is almost done=coming to a theater near you: the rosenwald film theater, CDF, vassar college, ny, thursday @ 6pm.
Sunday, May 10, 2009
Tuesday, April 28, 2009
MAYbe Some Wisdom?
going with the wind, wing-dingin'
May:The only month this year to begin on a Friday.
minimize expectation, maximize surprise
currentlylistening to (present auditory observation): a car alarm going off outside my window and has been for the past 10 minutes, refrigerator, hallway scuffling, train, cars, howling wind, howling monkeys (college students?) in Main Circle, my fingers typing, thee radio on thee internet
Tuesday, April 21, 2009
Monday, April 20, 2009
Friday, April 17, 2009
Thursday, April 16, 2009
Tuesday, April 14, 2009
Alleyway Cuisine
Katalak
Falafel
Last night in my dreams Katherine, my dear sister, and I were hanging out in an urban alleyway in an unidentified city at night. I asked her if she wanted to go to the falafel stand around the corner. She said, "not really." I said we could share a falafel pita sandwich and she agreed. We ate it. It was delicious. Then I ate another. And another. Then I woke up.
Last night in my dreams Katherine, my dear sister, and I were hanging out in an urban alleyway in an unidentified city at night. I asked her if she wanted to go to the falafel stand around the corner. She said, "not really." I said we could share a falafel pita sandwich and she agreed. We ate it. It was delicious. Then I ate another. And another. Then I woke up.
Monday, April 13, 2009
'copter club
When I grow up (when I have monies), I will construct something similar except it will be shaped like a helicopter. I will sit in the pilot's seat, listen to music and smoke reefers by myself and/or with my closest friends.
I've been considering this for years.
CCRR
Last night in my dreams Vassar brought a band to play called Creedence Clearwater Revival Revival. They wore red flannel shirts over gray hoodies (It was similar to the way Bizzinger looks when she is incognito). I hung out with them in a dark hallway on the fourth floor of Noyes House. Then I woke up.
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