Showing posts with label Houdini. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Houdini. Show all posts

Monday, August 18, 2025

Arthur

  Houdini is his first toy. Arthur came with his name, but Houdini would've suited him as he slips out of his harnesses. No wonder Mummy liked me best when I was sleeping. I'll likely finish The Complete Poodle cover to cover. Arthur is no show dog, but it is fascinating. It was written by a lady who bred champions at her kennel in the fifties. Ron's friend says his Golden Doodle is the best hunting dog he's ever had. Poodles were originally retrievers fetching ducks and geese from the water. Hoagie was a Collie Golden Retriever mix and loved the water. Arthur likes getting baths in the sink and vacuumed. Shiner used to attack the vacuum until he was so old that he was going deaf. Arthur never lets me out of his sight. I have to break him of that because he barks as soon as I'm gone. Lucky his bark is not nearly as loud and obnoxious as Shiner's. Shiner used to jump up and bark in the face of any stranger that tried to speak to me. Jacks are something else. David King, from Greenfields Puppies in Leola, Arthur's breeder, has a brother-in-law as a neighbor with Jack Russels. David also has adorable Basset Hounds. 

 

Sunday, July 9, 2023

Dreams 7/9


 I've already forgotten my first dream. The second took place at a big beach house at night. There was a huge party going on. Somehow something turned bad, and I had to go all out Carrie on these revelers. One guy busted in on me in the bathroom. I was splatting these people like flies, with my mind. They were more melting than exploding, I'd say. Not like I could help it, it was self defense. I don't remember much more about it, and I think the first dream was nightmarish, too, so on to the last, it was better, and I can remember. 

My best friend, Theresa, and I were at an Italian club in Pittsburgh. It wasn't Victor's, it was really a big old church, but it was supposedly Victor's in the dream. Victor Emanuel's is the Italian club, here. Theresa was trying to get a job waiting tables, there. There was a blonde waitress, there. Not sure why I could never really make out what she was saying. Theresa would always whisper in my ear. We were back at the club for a second time,  and Theresa asked me if I wanted to join. I said that I thought we knew the blonde from some place, Chi Chi's? I was picturing her in a blue Chi Chi's shirt. I wondered if I had gotten her a job, there. Theresa asked if she wasn't Sheridan's sister, the Irish warlock. I said, no. I told Theresa that I had to go to the bathroom. She followed me in, through a big wooden door. While in there, peeing in the stalls, the blonde was in another stall and started a conversation which I could hear. She asked, "Is that Dana?" Then, she said she knew my old boyfriend, Dave. She said she met him at a Halloween party with her grandmother when he got up and sang. She said he was all ears. I told her his ears were my favorite part, and that Theresa knew how I loved big ears. The blonde said that Dave told her that he'd first seen me in Spanish class and was like, "What is that?". This is when I woke as it is pouring rain, and I had to pee. 

From The Black Death

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