A View from the Dream

Ahoy!

2006-09-10T10:26:00.000-05:00

It's like sailing through butter. Sometimes it's frozen, and sometimes it's melty, and usually it's right in-between, where you can slip through and back and forth without much resistance but still feeling like you're getting somewhere. It's the pushback at the edges, where you can see really well because you're not looking too hard. The air is solid! Cut through it like the prow-l of a shift. Get to another island: that's life, alone on a boat, going through vast expanses, weathering the turbulent surface, hoping the monsters beneath don't get you while you flit from one oasis to the next.

Isn't it?

Street Kids?

2006-08-30T13:49:00.000-05:00

The other night I was taking a ten-block run through town. I really like the addition of the cages full of toy balls every block (though we need to hire a re-inflator). But on one one of the corners there was a switchover point, enclosed in a little porch. I saw a few well-dressed people putting their children to bed there, right on the street corner. They looked like they were dressed up to go to some formal ball, and they were just going to leave their kids there, because they didn't have any other place to live. I don't think I would have been able to sleep. I mean, it was still daylight.

I AM INVINCIBLE

2006-08-05T21:11:00.000-05:00

Nothing against Vince, but you know what I mean.

Why am I so powerful? Because I have a CAMERA PHONE!!!

Look! It's S'Ferrin!

Hi, Honey!
Such a lovely smile.

Travel Issues

2006-06-29T12:26:00.000-05:00

Wank, wank, wank.

Who put those street signs up in the woods? Why do they keep changing around? Traffic was terrible. I hope that glitch is fixed soon. Or not. Whatever. I think I can find another way to get to 4th street besides driving through the pine tree paths.

Why is the airport parking lot full of water every hour?! It is NOT an appealing aesthetic addition to the big fountain in the lake next to the airport! It is a NUISANCE! My feet got all wet. I've never seen that part of the airport before, either -- is that new? It's a mess, is what it is. "Beyond the Terminals" my Aunt Fanny. And anyway, I was supposed to be at the train station.

Nice to see that the patio of the Ellwood apartments is still such a rats'-nest.

Yes, it was a stressful night. But I got to smoke cigarettes!!! And you know that can't be bad.

62326

2006-06-23T21:04:00.000-05:00

Know what I just heard somewhere? I heard that there's a cartoon character called "The Grim".
Well!
It's obvious that they didn't check very carefully, isn't it? Since there's already a very fine magazine called the Grim!!! We here on the Grim's staff don't mind sharing the title...as long as they don't come out with their own magazine...god damnit...'cause the Grim was here first. Long before them. What gets me is that now WE'LL probably get accused of stealing the name.

It just struck me that no issues have made it through the Spiral in quite awhile. We'll have to see about that.

In other news, you should see -- not you, specifically, but you, in general, not that the general yous are invited into our house, but -- oh, let me start again.

If you could see what was going on in Ian's lab, you would be both amazed and amuzed. (You'd even continue to spell it like that for the rest of your life.) I'm going to get away from the computer now, and grab the video camera, just to catch the festivities. It's a typical Saturday night here at the Manor, with SHENANIGANS and TOMFOOLERY ad absurdum!!! Why, there might even be some HORSEPLAY going on in the back yard -- yep, Medoc's up to his backyard rasslin' tricks again! Who just got it this time? Oooh...looks like Leesah and Donna gave it back to Medoc himself. That's gonna leave a mark.

Action!

Yes

2006-06-16T05:53:00.000-05:00

Hello, you! Will you be coming with us, or do you have your own path to your own shining place? Good-o for you! Or are you maybe just going to stay on the vast one-color plane and get yourself recycled, to try it again with another personality? Takes all kinds, I guess.

It's a hazy morning here, I love to see the fog hanging around the buildings. They all look blue in the morning light, even the red ones have a kind of purple tinge, and the sky is THAT color. I love to watch the spirals rising and setting every day.

No, I'm not usually up at this hour. But S'Ferrin and I decided to head out for all-nite coffee when the house got all quiet last night, and here we are. He's buried in his new book, I'm contributing to the Internet. Doing totally different things together. Ahhhhhhh.

This makes the other place -- worth it. (Not that I'm about to do it again...!)

Official Decree

2006-06-06T15:31:00.000-05:00

In observance of Happy Satan Day 6-6-6, we at Grimagix hereby add a new date to our calendar: Citizens may date their documents either 5/17/23 OR, once a year, on a day of their own choosing, are encouraged to use instead the official Satan Date of 6/6/6.

On each day which an individual citizen chooses to designate 6/6/6, they shall be excused from uncharacteristically obnoxious behaviour.

Characteristically obnoxious behaviour shall be rewarded as per usual.

Cowabunga, Ya-Boo and Gitchie-Goomie,

So let it be written; so let it be done.

Checking in

2006-05-06T21:26:00.000-05:00

Current music: Something with loud guitars
Current mood: Esoteric Surrealism
Current yearning: Cheeseburger with too much mustard and too many pickles, with a side of onion rings

Howdy!

Just poking my head in here to see how much dust is gathering.

Wondering where all the action is?

It's at the Forum mentioned in the previous post.

Wheeeeeee!!!

Oh, like anyone's reading this anyway. Pffffffttt.

Gotta go -- we're in the middle of a pi fight!

Toot! Toot!

2006-03-30T15:52:00.000-05:00

That was my horn. Qwite and I spent a couple of nearly-sleepless nights figuring out all kinds of nasty little codes, and...

YOUR COMPLEX MANOR FORUM ADMINISTRATION STAFF IS PLEASED AS PUNCH TO ANNOUNCE THAT THE FORUM IS MORE-OR-LESS FULLY OPERATIONAL. Please go check in if you haven't already, and begin posting your little hearts out. I know, it doesn't look all pretty yet. We're still working on that one.

But in the meantime...HERE YA GO!

If you have no idea what I'm talking about, then it's probably for the best. Run while you still can.

Nonsensical Rambling

2006-03-19T06:43:00.000-05:00

Things feel weird; the connections are getting stronger lately -- or rather, the already-strong connections are becoming more apparant. Paradox abounds: one world fades into another, brighter one, but at the same time the differences that set the two apart are thrown into sharp relief, like someone punched the 'contrast' button.

I wasn't sure which blog to use for this post. I prefer to see things from this perspective; it's much nicer. We've got our popcorn ready! The show is starting.

Maybe the one world senses its end, and these are the death throes of a doomed culture. (If anyone's still checking this page, I can hear your eyes rolling.)

The conflict and the anger and the pain are escalating, but the fever's just about to break. That's what we see from this side. We are the next iteration. (One of 'em, anyway. Where's yours?)

Sometimes I get really depressed because nothing matters. Other times I get really happy because nothing matters. It's terrible and liberating at the same time. Try it.

Who else in Malkuth is shining?

I Saw It!

2005-12-03T06:07:00.000-05:00

At the parade last night -- the "World's Biggest" building! I don't remember where they said it was from, but it travels all over the world, sailing through the streets of the cities it visits when they have parades. Annnnnd guess who the sponsor was this time, with banners hanging off every side? GXTV!!!!

And as if that's not cool enough, rumor has it that the World's Biggest building is planning to relocate to Grimagix. They haven't started negotiations yet, so it might not happen, but I hope it works out. It would be fun to have a huge old victorian brick building moving through our streets. (I still want to know how it makes turns without clipping anything on the sides.)

The Most Wonderful Time of the Year

2005-10-05T22:36:00.000-05:00

Autumn in Grimagix! The colors, the breezes, the leaves, the sky, the clouds, the moon, the change in the lighting -- all just like down there, only amplified. This is tourist season!

That old "barrier between planes" is thinnest around Halloween. The time when people start to really understand -- even at a subconscious level -- that there is no difference between dreams and reality. It's all in how you perceive. How you choose to percieve.

I remember what it was like, not being able to be myself every day. Miserable. Frustrating. How can you spread your wings and fly when you don't have any wings?! You mortals -- this is your time of the year to prove to yourselves that you shine. I suppose some people have no other purpose than to make up "the teeming masses", but that, like perception, is a choice. This is when you can peek into the mirror and see yourself staring back at you from Grimagix --so say hello to the being you truly are. That reflection is part of you, whether you understand it or not.

(I do hope that you've chosen to masquerade as something besides a licensed character -- please tell me that you're more than a walking commercial for some faceless corporation's watered-down reality.)

Welcome to Grimagix, everyone. Stay as long as you like. Most of you will choose to return to your regular routine lives on November 1st...but a few of you will leave (or find) enough of your soul here to be able to return anytime you like -- you're the ones who make all the difference. Welcome, welcome, welcome home.

Ah-Hah!

2005-09-17T22:50:00.000-05:00

S'Ferrin is working on his blog, I will work on mine too! (You'd think that there would be more going on around here on a Saturday night -- but everyone seems pretty quiet. I wonder if it's the "calm before the storm"?)

The most interesting thing I saw today: I was down at Ziebarr's, and there was this guy standing at the counter looking at maps of Grimagix. (He had an embroidered name tag that said -- get this -- "Skeeter.") He must have had three or four local maps spread out in front of the cash register. Zieb was trying to explain to him which freeway went where (and how he could avoid all the detours...Grimagix is just as beset by the construction gnomes during the summer as all the other planes are) and this poor guy just wasn't getting it.

Obviously an out-of-towner -- not only did he not know where he was, he also couldn't figure out why the roads drawn on the maps kept changing places. I remember living somewhere once where all the roads stayed in the same spot, and it took forever to get anywhere without the crosstown portals we have here. Wonderful things. But this lost soul (literally) just kept trying to trace the road as if it was linear, and Zieb had to start over again with him several times.

So I'm in line behind him, with several six-packs of pop getting heavier and heavier. Finally Zieb just told him to "alright, never mind all that hokey-pokey, go on down this here road apiece, and when you hit the stoplight that shoots the fish out the yellow bulb, crank'er up to about 60. That'll do 'er." The man took one last look at Ziebarr's spinny yellow eyes, decided not to even bring that up, thanked him and left.

"Zieb," I said, as I paid for my stuff, "that puts him downtown."

"Yep. Right next to the Three-Leg-Jiggle Review. He'll still be lost, but I reckon he won't mind so much once he gets in there for a gander."

I suppose I'd better get to work on my part of that Grimagix Visitor's Tour website project that the Council approved last week.

Finally Getting Started...

2005-09-03T23:31:00.000-05:00

Everyone in the house has caught the blogging bug, with only a little prompting from me. Now that I've got a few minutes to myself, I figured I'd better get started on mine. I'm trying to figure out how to change the damned background...HTML I can do; XML is something new to me.

It's good to see Grimagix gaining a foothold in the other reality, finally. For so long, I've been the only person in that world who really understands it (except for Bethie. Hi, Bethie!) Now it seems that others are getting excited about the place and its possibilities, too. Good thing it's an infinite plane composed of infinite planes, otherwise we'd never find room for the deluge of new citizens. They're kind of like shell-shocked refugees of what they once called "reality", staggering in through the portals, wide-eyed and skittish. Some of them don't even realize that they're no longer on their "home plane"...or aren't they? For a lot of people, Grimagix is their home plane -- they just don't realize it until they actually get there.

We've still got a lot of work to do -- both on this plane and the other one. I don't know where I'm going to find time to process all this (time doesn't exist, and this fact is most strikingly apparant when I've got a list of 300 things to do).

I'm going to try to get to a few of those other 299 things now. In the meantime, if you want to get an idea of just who's writing this, go check out my online portfolio, which could also use some renovations. Sigh.