Thursday, March 05, 2009

Dreaming about cake and rodents in Soviet Russia while the world is going to hell.

Last night's dream, seemingly hours long: I was catching mice, hundreds of them, one by one, in a Hav-a-heart trap which I was meticulously baiting, over and over again, with crumbs of orange chiffon cake. One of my band mates was helping me, he took the captured mice from the trap and threw them up the bank of the Bira River in Birobidzhan. Why, I wonder?



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