Beasts of the Southern Wild

Post Vietnam over Post 9/11. More a question of what the fuck versus what lies ahead. The apocalypse has already come and gone, long ago. Go see this movie.

October 5 — 8, 2012

Dream from July 14

Meenans cove 1912, black and white, a holographic beach house is there on the waters edge. Swimming, there are many eels. Paula is throwing a party.

Later beneath the waves, me and a team discover the skeleton of a loch ness monster. We take a satellite photo from orbit. 

Proud, we hold a press conference in the playground. Backstage, a child destroys the evidence before it can be presented. Angry, I chase the child around the swing set, then push him over. 

Heading to my car in the parking lot a newspaper boy gives me the special edition. The Titanic sank. 

#canvendish

#fundy

N.B. P.E.I. 2.0.1.2.

Photos taken in Saint John County and Kings County, New Brunswick, and Queens County, Prince Edward Island, June 30 to July 7, 2012.

June 29 — July 8

Dream from June 22

Playground over a pool was a symbol of something broken. With Ferko, it falls into the water. My phone dies. Ferko let's me update my status on his satellite phone. Donna gives us pop.

Karen stares at a woman's food through the glass window of a restaurant. The woman becomes volatile and calls the police but Karen is gone. The woman yells at me now, up close her face painted white. I tell her to shut up and put clothes on.

Dream from June 19

I am a fish swallowed by a whale spit into a fishbowl on a bathroom shelf. Some naked man pulls me out of the bowl I try to give him fellatio with my fish lips. He holds me by my ankles and rips my pants off, I am a real boy now.

Dream from June 2

At the movies with Michelle, a screening of Sing-along Grease. We're having a good time but are soon interrupted by a man getting fellatio by an older woman directly in front of us. Disappointed, we ask for our money back and leave. 

Later at the house with the dogs, Yvonne, Walter, Sham, Michelle and Leigh play in the cool autumn eve. Walking Syd, he goes for a cat killing a mouse. But the cat is really a bear, deadly and vicious. Somehow Syd and I make it into the house. An entire winter goes by, all unable to leave the house, always the black cat-bear leering. When we escape, the bear was discovered to be a hoax. 

When I finally get home to NB, an old co-worked calls to hang out. I made up an excuse and said good-bye. 

HAPPY PRIDE