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Thursday, June 07, 2007 

Current mood:  awake
Category: Automotive
5/21/2007

1. Swimming in a warm turquoise ocean, suddenly I am surrounded by a huge baitball school of orange fish. They beat against my body very hard. When I pass the fish, I enter an underwater cave, but within the cave it is dry. There are paintings on the walls.


2. I call a friend's telephone and his voicemail answers. The outgoing message is an endless message of him alternating single timpani strikes with the names of composers that he likes.


5/11/2007

On a ship with everyone that I know. There is a captain whom we can hear but not see. He tells us there are swells ahead but that we will not capsize. The bow of the boat dips deep underwater and then resurfaces.


4/24/2007

At the foot of Mammoth Mountain. It is covered in warm snow, and I sit watching people come slowly down the mountain on skiis and on stretchers, but uninjured (it was just another way to get down the mountain). I drink apricot wine and someone tells me how beneficial the water is there.


4/11/2007

I try to pick up paintbrushes in a white room and no matter how careful I am, because they are saturated in bright paints, they splatter all over the room.
3/9/2007

1. In a gymnasium full of New York poets. Tidal waves kept sweeping up to the ceiling and pouring over us.

2. Trying to convince two friends, Matt and Micah, to take a ballet class with me for $107 per class. It would be outdoors. Horses were involved.

3/4/2007

1. At the onset of a vague disaster, hundreds of people boarded houseboats to await safety. From the boats, we saw a small island, entirely in black and white, and static, as though an island shape had been cut out of a segment of television static. Bombs exploded all along its shores, igniting its treetops. On a quiet morning, a cute boy asked me, "hey do you want to go over the evacuation procedures with me?" I said flatly, "the state of emergency is over" and regretted rejecting him.

2. I stood in a doorway and watched dan goldman, dressed entirely in sky blue, seated cross-legged with his back turned to me, guitar in his lap, in a room covered on all surfaces by aqua colored huge tiles, singing with several people's voices at once.

3/3/2007

Sent a photograph of myself beside a bright red pedal steel guitar to a friend. He called and said sarcastically, 'nice photo of the pedal steel.' ..r inspection of the picture, I noticed that I was almost entirely exposed, my dress blown up to my waist marilyn monroe style, and the top of the dress fallen off my shoulder as well.

2/25/2007
They have all been too private lately. I will dream something appropriate soon.

1/20/2007

a dear friend had a photography exhibit in a forest on a steep hill. at the center of the exhibit dozens and dozens of paparazzi formed a tight circle, facing one another. they were dressed as mimes, only their faces were even more anonymous-- as though the lenses of their cameras were their silent mouths and their blinking bulbs their one-eye. they just snapped and snapped photos of one another silently.

1/7/2007

my entire extended family had become these bright orange discs and we were migrating in bird patterns through a long canyon. when we arrived at our "destination," it was an art gallery in which anything brought into it that was glass shattered immediately. the windows were all busted, old vases, someone would walk in with glasses and they would shatter on his face.

12/25/2006

i had an audition for a big "record exec" who was in actuality Larry David. My guitar tuning pegs turned into tiny fern plants as I tried to play.

12/10/2006

my middle school (and current) best friend and I were making bumper stickers that said "teachers suck." they were forest green with white lettering.

12/8/2006

I was the equivalent of a rodeo clown but for Mike Tyson after his boxing matches-- you know I had to dress up sexy and distract him from his blind bull-rage. I was recounting the job to a friend in great detail, saying, 'you know, the money is really good.'

11/25/2006

the portion of highway 1 that runs through big sur had completely frozen over and I was ice skating down it, looking over the edge at glaciers

10/16/2006

i got a part in a musical. the choreography involved levitating, and the director kept chastising me for forgetting the words

9/14/2006

I was propelled mid-air into a fireworks display, so that I hovered right at the center of the explosions.

9/3/2006

I lived in a tree house high up in a grove of giant coconut palms dipping out towards a very blue ocean. instead of squirrels, kangaroos scurried loudly up and down the palms, doing several spins in the air and diving into the water

9/2/2006

I was put in charge of tending to a small yellow button. i was intstructed never to lose it.

8/28/2006

looking down at a body of water in which an enormous sea creature was swimming by just under the surface -- barge-sized. there were thousands of small fish in its wake.

7/14/2006

With my friend Dan, I said, 'do you know what kind of a dream this is? it's a flying dream!' and up we went

2004 sometime

a giant papier-mache replica of the mickey mouse telephone. when one picked up the receiver, one heard mickey mouse sing the national anthem
Rebecca Eleanore

 
1/7/06

A Weimaraner named Lucy was dressed in a wedding sheet covered in flowers at a K-9 training academy, and was forced to marry a similar dog 3 times her size on a metal walkway in the police academy's warehouse. Then the two dogs turned into a large family of african americans, and the grandma stuck her head beneath the arm of the bride to give her two cents about what she thought of the couple's future together.
 
Posted by Rebecca Eleanore on Tuesday, January 09, 2007 - 7:58 PM
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The Belle Brigade

 
it's really lame that you didn't call me on december 8th.
 
Posted by The Belle Brigade on Wednesday, January 17, 2007 - 12:59 AM
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Rebecca Eleanore

 
I was in downtown Union Square at 9am with you and Casey. There was a massive film shoot happening, and the entire street of Geary was like one giant pararde. There were camera crews, helicopters, and a giant carnival set-up. They were making a film rendition of The Master and Margerita. We were standing next to a blocked off, VIP area, where we could see an actor, who, according to my dream, was pretty much famous for being famous, but was known in his youth for his masculine, sexy, appearance, but later in life decided to become a woman. Her name was Yabo, and she had short black hair and cakey, thick make-up. You knew that Rebecca Lehrer loved, loved, loved Yabo, so you and Casey leaned over the barrier to get her autograph, but all you had was a wripped piece of grid paper with your own scribbles on it. Suddenly a director came by and asked if anyone knew how to sit on a horse. "Do I have to know how to ride it?" you asked the director. "No," he said, "you just have to know how to sit on it." So you ran off with him to go be in the film, to sit on a horse. Later on, after the shoot ended, and Geary opened back up, I found boxes of old props left over from the film, and I tried to steal a large, stone necklace and crown, only to find out later they were made my satan. And I found a mini rocket motorcycle that hovered off the ground. I pointed up to the sky to let it take off by itself and explode.
 
Posted by Rebecca Eleanore on Monday, February 12, 2007 - 11:28 PM
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