VDV's Journal, Part IV

Today is the fifth anniversary of my very first journal entry. When I first started blogging, I dreamt of being that daring, edgy writer whose ideas would grab a tragically dull world by its lapels, punch it in the face and knee it in the groin. I was going to change everything. In commemoration, here’s [...]

One of last night’s dreams: I am at a grocery store in Virginia with The Mole and Dr. Hmnahmna, presumably getting sundries for the Great Turkey Fry. We are at the end of a short line, waiting to check out at a customer service counter because the regular checkout lines are packed. The line is [...]

I neglected to write about this one a while back: I am at my aunt’s house for a big family dinner. I don’t know what the occasion is; there probably isn’t one. Car by car, family members show up and march into the house for the feast. A dark red minivan, which I don’t recognize, [...]

I was just going through some old voice memos and found one about a dream I’d had recently: I’m in the faculty lounge at work, telling somebody that a former coworker, Jeanelle (who used to be the English Department Chair at my school) had died. A few minutes later, Jeanelle walks into the room. Stunned, [...]

Last night I arrived at the Aabrock’s house in North Cackalacky. I slept in a room that was so dark, so quiet and so comfortable that it could double as a sensory deprivation chamber. This was the dream I had: I realize that I have a third eyeball to the right of my right eye. [...]

Last night’s dream: The ‘Rolla has suffered some damage to the front passenger door. I take it to a repair shop. I point out the damage, and ask them how long it will take to fix. The mechanic says an hour. There’s a diner next door. I walk in and sit at the counter. The [...]

I drifted off late this afternoon and had this dream: It is dark outside. I am wearing a grey three-piece business suit and no hat. I am walking down a street with my grandfather. He is roughly my age, but he looks a little bit more like a young Jimmy Stewart than the pictures I’ve [...]

Last night’s dream: It is late. I’ve been asked to drive a woman to some social gathering. It is located behind a collegiate baseball stadium and down a hill. We arrive at ten. The walls are marbled black and blue and are so tall that I can’t tell whether there is a ceiling. There are [...]

Last night’s nightmare: I am sitting with a friend. Someone nearby has a dog who just broke its leg. Someone has called Doggie 911, and a veterinary ambulance is on its way. We wait for it. My friend suddenly turns very pale and stares silently into space. She slowly falls backwards, but I catch her. [...]

Last night’s dream: After a long day at work, which for some reason resembled an academic museum combined with a commercial mall and a dungeon more than a high school, I go to my dad’s house. My younger sister has flown in from New Mexico and is in the kitchen, baking cookies. The kitchen appears [...]