Dream from May 30

The controlled demolition of 7 Walmer turned into a nightmare. Many of the spectators too close, lost life and limb to the falling bricks. 

Safely from above, my family and I watch the old brown building succumb to explosions and a hollowed out garage. The crowd that came to watch were now in danger. Some we killed by the falling bricks and glass, many were injured. A man lost his leg, another man screamed to put pressure on the victims neck to make the bleeding stop. I knew that was wrong, but was removed from the situation and felt no urge to correct him. 

Days later, bricks were brought into our house that floated in the clouds. Outside my bedroom many were slanted and stacked vertically into very narrow steps up the wall and through the ceiling. I decided to re-stack them of fear they would fall on me like they did the spectators below. 

WORK

36 HRS: Staring contest, prostitutes, beyonce, laugh with brewer, how many bars on church street?, adele drag queen at woody's, kissing at zippers, meeting the dog, talking star trek and gay sex, visiting yerxa and I live to see you again in august bestest buddy xxxo. 

Canada/a-can-a-what?

CREATIVE TYPE FOUR

Tomorrow Night -- May 24th, 2012 from 6 until 10pm at Cooper Cole Gallery is our opening reception. 1161 Dundas Street West, Toronto. Showcase runs from the 24th, through to the 27th of May. 

I think I'm in love with my Radio

Hot Jupiters

The Kepler mission continues...

In a sample study of 63 hot Jupiter systems, planetary systems with Jupiter-size planet candidates in three day orbits, researchers found no evidence of small, companion candidates. The finding suggests that small candidates were ejected from the system, leaving large planets to later circularize into tight orbits. cc: nasa

Neutron stars

Neutron stars crush half a million times more mass than Earth into a sphere no larger than Brooklyn. 

cc: Wikipedia

Dream from May 11

Beyoncé and I had reconciled after much time apart. She was back in Toronto with her mother, I was introduced on the street. "Nice to meet you Mrs. Knowles." I said eagerly. "How does it feel to be back in town?"

We walked down Queens Quay in the haze of an early summer evening, Beyoncé had new shoes to work in. 

"Are you the only one for her?" Beyoncé's mother asked me.

"I don't think she's anyone's, except maybe Jay's." I replied. 

Stunned by the CN Tower floating in the lake across from us, I stopped for a moment to look up almost falling backwards, then ran to catch up women.

At another corner, three others dressed oddly with neon lights in their shoes and jackets watched us approach. We knew they were going to judge us, and we were going to judge them. I stood up straight, Mrs. Knowles and I walked by. One of the oddly dressed people mentioned I would enjoy the wine I had, which I forgot was in the brown paper bag I was carrying. 

We turned the corner and realized Beyoncé was lagging behind. 

Going back, we saw her sitting on the sidewalk, she had taken off her heels.
"My feet hurt." She said. Mrs. Knowles gave her one stern look and Beyoncé quickly put the shoes on.

We turned back to the hotel, and I talked her up, reminding her of all her amazing performances in such great high heels. 

"...and Single Ladies. I remember exactly where I was the first time I saw that video. Your legs hypnotized me, and my god, those heels!" I exclaimed. "I wish I could wear those heels!!"

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Later, in my hotel room I was talking with E.J. about how much I missed my friends. I asked him why the ones I missed so much had to live so far away. I floated above Canada as story time ensued. I began to tell the boss I respected about the best friends I rarely saw, living on either side of the country. Brent and Matt. 

EASY COME EASY GO 

EGGS OVER EASY

Beware the Ides of May

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Enterprise over Manhattan

Dream from May 9

Flying above Tehran, Canada declared war on Iran and started bombing their cities from space. Working with the US, Canadian forces were on the offensive and delivered the first strike. 

The news was passive about the situation, this had happened before and no doubt would happen again. They offered us first person perspectives of the bombers in space, launching missiles and bombs on the cities below. It had the quality of a cartoon the sight was so familiar. 

Later, in the elevator at work, most were talking about the conflict. I turned to Jenn Bell and at the same time we said "I love what you're wearing, you have great style."