so the other night i watched "the science of sleep" (http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0354899/) and it seeped into my dreams...

i was at a club/bar and i was dating a guy named doug or something, but i couldn't find him. the bar only had beer or soda, served by pregnant ladies, and frenchy was there singing morrissey tunes. i knew a ton of people there- chard, and for some reason, sigourney weaver, and i think the sultan of brunei. music was loud and people were taking pictures. i couldn't find my guy, so i went to my car. when i came back all the people who were there weren't moving and when i was finally able to face them, they were all mannequins, but they were sewn so you could see their stitches. they were all felt mannequins. doug was still no where to be found...

this is the lady who did a lot of the props for that movie, she does some cool felt stuff:

http://www.laurifaggioni.com/