well, its a really fantastic fall evening here, all windy and crackly.

last night i had 2 very strange dreams. first, i met hunter s thompson and we had sex for 2 days. he was all old and crinkly like he is now but was still tons of fun. the second dream was that i went into my backyard and dug something out of the ground. when i brushed off all the dirt, it was a potato and i was really proud of having grown such a perfect potato. it wasn't perfect though, it had a big crater in it that i sort of fell into and got lost in when i looked into it. i think this is my biological clock screaming at me.