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OK, I'm ready for lunch.

Fuck, it's only 10:17. Damn that.

Ok, that failing, I need another cuppa coffee. I wonder if I can excape here for a few minutes for a cuppa coffee. I'll give it a shot in a minute.

I keep dreaming about moving out of the house I lived in from ages 9-22. It's been a recurring dream for years, but recently I've been having it an awful lot. Sometimes the moving is just a backdrop to the rest of the dream, and sometimes it's a major ordeal, like we have to be out of town the next day and nothing's packed. And Fool has come over ostensibly to help but ends up getting all up in the way. And at the last minute we've discovered that we do in fact have an attic full of shit.

Another dream I often have--and sometimes it's actually tied up with the moving one--is that I'm back working in fast food. The other night I dreamed that I took a night job at BK in the hopes that it would spur my memory and motivation to sit down to write my burger-flipping memoir. And of course my boss was once again Rodney T. Riddle, and I had to fucking grovel to get him to rehire me. How degrading.

If I start dreaming about my ultra-brief stint as a vacuum cleaner demonstration agent, I'm gonna kill myself. Did I ever tell y'all that story? It's a harrowing tale of bullet-ridden house trailers, a van leader named Junebug, and the American Dream gone Wrong.

C'mon lunchtime.

Date: 2004-04-30 09:50 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] buscemi.livejournal.com
If I start dreaming about my ultra-brief stint as a vacuum cleaner demonstration agent, I'm gonna kill myself. Did I ever tell y'all that story? It's a harrowing tale of bullet-ridden house trailers, a van leader named Junebug, and the American Dream gone Wrong.

>>Sounds like a movie with Steve Buscemi.

Date: 2004-04-30 10:51 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] wickedflea.livejournal.com
Indeed! You know, he might actually do a stellar job as Tony, the unemployed truck driver who was my fellow newbie at the vacuum-hawking game. He might actually have to lose weight, though. Yes, lose weight.

Date: 2004-04-30 10:09 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] carocrow.livejournal.com
You are a cross between Garrison Keilor and Jeff Foxworthy.

Date: 2004-04-30 10:55 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] wickedflea.livejournal.com
Not even a dash of Hunter Thompson??? Oh well, I'll take that as a compliment nonetheless. ;)

Date: 2004-04-30 11:08 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] carocrow.livejournal.com
The Hunter Thompson part must be where I can't see it.

Date: 2004-04-30 11:11 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] wickedflea.livejournal.com
Actually that's good--means I'm no longer trying to mimic him. (Was probably guilty of that for twenty minutes or so.)

Date: 2004-04-30 07:38 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] wickedflea.livejournal.com
Hey Ro--please help settle a disagreement between me and this nutty chick I know. One of us says that your comment just meant that you don't see Hunter Thompson in my writing. The other says that you were making a sly allusion to, um, something else. Who's right?

All in good fun, I promise. :)

Date: 2004-04-30 07:56 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] carocrow.livejournal.com
Have you ever known me to be sly? Well, yes, you have, that's a bad question.

When the going gets weird, the weird turn pro, Pulga. It was a little of both. Sort of a gonzo entendre.

Date: 2004-04-30 08:00 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] wickedflea.livejournal.com
ACK, I lost! I'm gonna have to eat major crow for this. Errr, wait...

Date: 2004-04-30 08:22 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] carocrow.livejournal.com
Heh. Am I hearing the strains of really bad background music? Who are your friends with the cameras? Why are you stripped down to a pair of tube socks?

If that guy over there in the bathrobe is Ron Jeremy, I'm headed for the hills.

Date: 2004-04-30 10:21 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] 4hour-ramona.livejournal.com
did you demo for kirby vacuums? for 3 weeks in high school, i set appointments for them. it was the weirdest job in the world.
my boss had a 3-ring binder that she'd handwritten "kirby, U R GREAT" in big puffy letters.

Date: 2004-04-30 11:00 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] wickedflea.livejournal.com
YES!! I did three days or so of training and one 12-hour day of trips to make demos that resulted in my being allowed in exactly ONE house. We didn't even HAVE appointments--we were just endlessly driving through random neighborhoods in the middle of the day looking for bored housewives who wanted to see us pull out our wands and hoses and abuse ourselves. I have to get this written before the memory fades! But yeah, it's funny--when I mention Kirby, people who know Kirby KNOW what I'm talking about. :)

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