http://youtu.be/9Qln2OCp9VoGato Biro performs their version of Make You Feel My Lovewritten by Bob DylanCover SongHouston, Texas

No, it doesn’t necessarily mean anything. (We tell people it means ballpoint cat, and they sometimes believe it). It’s the first two letters of each of our names. Gail Bixler and Tom Rodgers, acoustic duo. It’s a dream I’ve had for a long time…just two people, playing guitars, singing at local pubs, corporate events, wine [...]

Dream Jan. 19:
My lips are pressed into his neck. He tastes like salt. Our warm fingers interlaced. I pull him closer…and he asks me to dance.

Dream January 18, 2010

The car in front of me runs over a kitten. It is still alive, but dragging his back feet. A hole is in his side. I look around as I make a right turn after the car that hit him. Slowly. I proceed through the light, and notice there are dead cats [...]

dream at 3:01 AM, 1/15/10 (I seem to have my share of car wreck dreams, but then, I’ve had my share of car wrecks during my life, one quite serious)

The Wreck:

Three of us are in a building off of NASA Road 1 in Seabrook. It’s me, my SO (but have no idea who), and my daughter, [...]

Dream 12/12/09

I’m watching a group of teens killing mice with snow shovels. They are crying as they hit them with the shovels and bury them in the backyard. They have to hit them several times before they die. I’m heartbroken as I watch them suffer. I ask why they are killing mice. They tell me [...]

Dream last night:

I am with Marie (a musician friend of mine) and someone else that I don’t know. We are watching a sepia-tented street parade from a distance. A colored merry-go-round sitting on sepia tented grass, brightly decorated floats filled with people who look like they are in old photos. Little slices of color every [...]

Dream on Wed, Nov. 23, 2005

I am on a rooftop of red dirt & stone. There are many townspeople there also, looking up at the rooftops. Across, more people are on their own roofs, looking through binoculars down at people covering the hilly grounds. They are everywhere, for as far as I can see. I [...]

Last night’s dream:

I’m walking up and down curved sidewalks, in a town I don’t know. I see a lady through a dirty window of an empty apartment. She’s cleaning. Old violin and guitar cases are on the covered porch, looking dusty and hot. I start to pick up a violin case, just to see if [...]

Outta pure boredom, I’ve had an urge to post new dreams. Well, nightmarish in this case, but all is well.

Last night’s dream:

I am driving uphill onto the Kemah bridge, going the speed limit, but notice that the bridge is steeper than usual. My car suddenly goes into some kind of overdrive, and speeds up so [...]

originally JS posted 04/29/06 

 

DAVID FROST: You said to me last time but I have to admit that I still wake up every morning and have to get over the shock of not being able to move, do you feel that less and less now?
CHRISTOPHER REEVE: Absolutely less and less and it’s very interesting, when I’m asleep, you [...]

The Astronaut and the Velcro Cat
posted 05/08/05
Music: Midnight Train To Georgia
I met astronaut Jim Weatherby last night…commander of 6 NASA Shuttle missions. We went down the street to Mediterraneo Cafe off of NASA Road One. Jim happened to be drummer for a great band that was playing there.

During the break, I asked him about his [...]

posted 02/18/05

I am inside of a dream, inside of that dream. I was asking initially (in the first layer of the dream), for a guide because something had happened to mine. Upon asking I fall into the second layer. I see two Indian saints-at least that is who I think it is. One of them [...]

Talking Purple Peacock Kitten

posted 01/28/05

 

music: 
Satisfaction by Cat Power   

1-28-05 
I am a nanny for a large family of very intelligent children. While swinging the 9 month old baby boy around in my arms, making airplane sounds, I explain to him that he should not be using drugs. In a very adult-like voice, he tells me he likes using drugs and that [...]

I’m doing some JS reconstruction surgery here. Read if you want, but it’s mostly for me. 

Talking Dead Boar

posted 01/27/05

 

music: 
Don’t Fear the Reaper by Blue Oyster Cult  

Lately I’ve experienced quite a few talking animals in my dreams. 

1/27/05 
I am working on a necropsy with a calloused veterinarian that no longer seems to care about his job. As I watch him  gathering his [...]

I’m playing here. This is my daughter, in the snow, freezing because she didn’t believe me when I told her it was cold out there. We were visiting my family in Amarillo. Here in Houston, it’s warm. Not a flake in sight. Waaa.

This year has brought many changes…Just a bit sad, but happy to be here with wordpress. I’m going to try to upload some of my old JS journal, beginning from January of 2005, once I capture bits and pieces of it. I hope to find new friends here as well as some of my old [...]