Showing posts with label Amazon. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Amazon. Show all posts
Tuesday, September 9, 2025
Saturday, September 6, 2025
Friday, September 5, 2025
Tuesday, September 2, 2025
Francisvale and Saint Basil's Cemeteries
Francisvale and Saint Basil's Cemeteries
Saturday, August 30, 2025
Dana's Dreams Three Revenge of the Dream Hog
Available as an ebook, soon to be released in all formats, Dana's Dreams Three Revenge of the Dream Hog is the third installment of my vivid dreaming. I found a dream journal that goes back to 2000 that is included in the back as well as photographs of my dream scrawl scribbled in the dark.
Tuesday, August 26, 2025
My Link Tree
I found Link Tree by accident through flutter Starlight. Yes, I still play; in fact, I just ordered a moth journal through Runaway. All of the proceeds benefit the Rainforest Trust, and I love my big luna moth sticker from them. I was trying to play their new word game when I found them on Link Tree. It is a place to gather multiple links which works for me, a chaos queen.
My Link Tree 🌳
Dreams 8/26
This dream starred the actress Anna Kendrick and Bobby, one of my grade school friends. We were interviewing to teach at a small complex that consisted of three schools. The oldest was also the smallest, constructed of stone; it might’ve started as a church. The other two were more recent, probably from the fifties and sixties, and made of brick. The three were huddled together. The room where we were interviewing was nearby, but not in any of the three schools. Anna thought that the oldest stone building was really posh and historic, I agreed. I had a big wedding portfolio with a couple of homemade linen calla lilies tied together with a bow. The artist’s, Lois, business card was affixed to the inside back cover. I think we all got the job because I was sitting in the passenger seat of Bobby’s car. He said that we should have a celebratory drink, something feminine like white wine, and I laughed and said that the occasion called for whiskey, brandy, or scotch. There was a garden party at night, and Anne Rice was the entertainment. She was dressed half naked like Cher. Her long cone plastic skirt was transparent, and she wore white hot pants beneath her matching bandeau top. Young and slim, her hair was cut into a bob. Her song was atrocious. Everybody agreed, just awful. Was it French? I don’t know, but it was bad. I was setting up my classroom, both Anna and Bobby were there. There was a paper flower hanging by the clock. That’s when I woke up. It wasn’t a bad dream.
In the works: Dana's Dreams Three Revenge of the Dream Hog
Thursday, August 21, 2025
Monster High 2
I'm watching the second live action musical now on Amazon. I know people hate these films. I love them. I think they are adorable. The kids can sing and dance. The music is catchy. They are fangtastic fun. I heard this one was worse than the first. I loved the first one. I'm a third of the way in on 2. It's making me want Torelei. I've never had her. I sold my Gloom & Bloom Catrine. I think I'll put the Torelei with the locker on my shopping list. I got my Corpse Bride. She's even better in person. Don't drop a lot on her. She's around. Down with the toy hacks! All hail Monster High!
Saturday, August 16, 2025
It Just Keeps Getting Better
Thursday, August 14, 2025
Thursday, July 31, 2025
Friday, July 25, 2025
My Boys
Saturday, July 19, 2025
Dreams 7/19
Couple of long sweet dreams: the first starred a young Matthew Modine. I was even younger, junior high; Matthew was in high school. We were hiding out in different peoples’ houses. I would change and hide, then we’d move. It was odd, but not bad.
Frankie woke everybody up at 3:30, too early, so I snuggled between him and Arthur for the next four hours and had wonderful Christmas dreams. It began with Mummy and Daddy. I had bought some gifts from a shop, and they were delivered the next day in a big green shopping bag: a large crochet snowman and lots of wooden Christmas characters like nutcrackers and uniformed mice. Then Daddy and I walked the dog out back. There were piles of autumn leaves everywhere and a creek. He had a couple of poodle ornaments that I had made. He was picking at one, and I told him not to ruin the finish. I showed him a little toad that I had made out of puff balls hiding at the base of a tree. Then I was shopping with my work mates. It was really busy, I was checking out. I had bought three different little Christmas plants, Trump flags, and other things, all loaded into a brown shopping bag. The clerk, a friend, nearly forgot the Trump flags. Murphy, a friend from Denny’s, was there, putting things away into a cupboard. We were talking about old concerts we had been to. I told him that I had seen Motley Crue as a kid, and Wham! before George Michael had killed a girl. As I was leaving I was talking to the stock lady from the little market where I shop. She was showing me some basil buns in a plastic bag on a top shelf. I told her that I had them and liked them a lot.
Friday, July 18, 2025
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