Mindstorm

A fearsome & fantastic journey to the heart of the Savage Id.

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Read my book, The Mind-Warp Era. It'll tell you about the real Lead--& his alter-ego, the true Rootboy covered with slime (the Savage Id). Partly a poignant memoir, partly a cosmicomic book, it relays the Id's adventures thru dark dimensions of funereal dread, with Timothy Leary as co-pilot. (The rumors of his death have been greatly exaggerated.)

Monday, March 19, 2007

Julie in the Streetcar with the Two

...Sunday began like usual for one of Trish's days off: breakfast of cereal; drinking coffee all morning.

Come noontime, I decided to treat Trish to a real atomic submarine sandwich. Unfortunately, the wind was cold, so I evoked the Thrill of it All, & we ate at PJ's, a long-time date-nite fantasy on Trish's part. The sandwiches came to reasonable, but the cheesecake was way too expensive: we wound up paying 20 buckadingdongs just for a couple sandwiches & some delicious, but greasy, homemade fries.

After lunch we watched the rest of season 2.0, until I cooked some chicken -- Trish turned into Cranky Bear, when following a trip to the bathroom, Trish realized she may've been going thru her period, & menopause.

So together we surfed the darkened seas. Had a long chat with Julie, who's a real live wire -- but 2 gurls we wrote notes to deleted their matches, I saw this morning. Pulled a Maxine.

Today I'll return to work on TC. I haven't heard from Ted on the subject, am now myself wondering if the sex-&-drugs scene is really warranted by the plot. By the very idea: can this be rewritten into occurring on, say, a real atomic submarine? The central element should be the TC & how the humans respond to them, rather than, come on girl, bite my wire! I'll have to work on the control room scene some, too, like -- why do they even need one, when everything is routed thru the AI?

This & many other things remain on the mind of the true Rootboy, among them also catching up on my FTP before returning to work on Noc-Lar. Come forth, Ula-tek! I command it!

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