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i kind of want to see the photo exhibit of eric kroll’s at the shooting gallery in san francisco. does anyone else want to go? i could go saturday afternoon before i have to go to work. around 12 or 12:30?

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sf chron review of show

the thing is that i want them to be true so badly, i refuse to admit that they’re a lie. so maybe, even if i am pulling a kristen, if i work really hard i could still make everything i write true.

cute usher wasn’t at work today. but i’ll let you know what happens tuesday.

i’m contemplating going braidy again. the $800 suddenly flooding my bank account is making me feel rich.

me: so…how many transsexuals do you think are in the show?

cute usher: 2.

me: clever boy. what stage are they in?

cute usher: female on top, male on bottom.

me: and technically that would make them…?

cute usher: hermaphrodites.

me: ya-hoo bingo. you win a prize! do you think we could both fit in one of the toilet stalls at the same time?

and we could. and we did. thank goodness for handicapped bathrooms and 30 minute breaks on 2 show days.

i had the hugest crush on jonathan brandis growing up. and today they found him dead in his home and were calling it suicide.

drew: i should have known you, the white girl, would end up going for the white boy.

me: well, what do you expect? he’s so beautiful he makes my toes drool.

pause.

me: on reflection that doesn’t sound so appealing out loud. and he’s standing behind me isn’t he?

drew: yeah.

cute usher bends over and kisses the side of my neck below the ear.

me: if you…(shudder in deep breath)…if you ration that out as a reward, i’ll be really good.

cute usher: how are your toes doing?

me: soggy, but incredibly happy.

cute usher: well then, i don’t know if i’ll be able to control my kissing sprees.

on the fateful night described below, i also had two other musical related dreams. one of them was a real nightmare and the other one was pleasant.

the nightmare was that we were filming with a whole bunch of extras and had asked all our old friends from high school and college to come and join us. they in turn invited additional old friends of their own and most all of them were flying in. i, for some reason, was in charge of all the arrangements and picking up everybody at the airport. laura handy had 7 extra friends coming and they were all flying in from different places around the country and their flights all got in at various times. i was trying desperately to make everyone get in at comparable times so i wouldn’t have to go to the airport so often, but it just wasn’t working and i was so frustrated.

the pleasant dream involved a bathtub. and some action. two things which did not happen simultaneously though, since i was in the bathtub wearing a bathing suit with my husband’s brother and then later was in bed with my husband. mmm bathtub dreams.