Unexpectedly complicated dreams about roast beef.
(I would definitely watch that version, to be clear)
Equally weirdly: came to that conclusion when rewatching Dune, no version of which, as far as I’m aware, features Nick Cave.
Always a profound interaction…
Neighbourhood car lights doing little mannered dances around each other in the rain darkness.
I wonder if it combines well with the ten-hour Enterprise D deck-hum audio…
A ten-hour mix of Sardaukar-inspired throat singing… the only downside will be trying to explain it away on Zoom calls. https://youtu.be/vNj3MdDmb80?feature=shared
Weirdly, into Autumn. Not sure if that’s a skip forward or skip back.
Season-altering rain.
I expect to see some white dog poo next.
‘Let’s make him think he’s back at school’
Quality start to this random marketing email.
Hunting eBay for White Dwarf issues I remember from my childhood is a genuine source of delight. An endless sea of Paul Bonner and Jes Goodwin concept art and illustrations.
Books that seem to be things I’ve thought myself–pat on the back, little indulgent nod–only for us to be left mutually baffled by the end. Slightly apologetic that we weren’t who we thought we were.
Best books.
A variant of Exploding Head maybe?
Intense dreams and jetlag-brain from changing light levels. Even more of a seasonal fingerpost than the mowers.
There we have it, the second mower-whine of the day kicks off Official Spring™️. Nothing but lawn guilt now until November.
The saga continues…