last night i had a dream in which i lost my hamlet.  i was helping this guy find some jewelry that he lost while he was out walking.  he lost a gold necklace and also some other gold charm type of thing.  i found them both.  we were in santa fe at the time.  i told him that i was really good at finding things.  he had wasted hours looking, and then i found the stuff in like 2 minutes.  so then i asked him to help me find my hamlet.  as we were walking along, we saw a very large field in a park where kids were playing and families were hanging out.  in the middle of this vast field my hamlet was sleeping.  i started to call to him but he couldn’t hear me so far away.  so i got closer and closer and then he came to me, and boy was he excited to see me.  i was relieved to have him back.

there are some days when i enjoy being catty, especially with the people i loathe.  i do have a few rancid people  i keep in my pocket.   i keep them there, just like i keep gravel in my heart.  i’m certainly not all sweetness and light, in case you had that mistaken impression.  sometimes i think people have that notion about me.  and also that they can walk all over me like a doormat, just cause i have kind of a young-sounding voice and i’m sort of pleasant.

they haven’t seen me get really angry.  i have an unsinkable anger. no matter how much crap you pile on top of it, it will still float to the top.  just like a stinging jellyfish.  you may not see it there in the water but you will feel its’ sting.

that’s just an approximate description of my vitriol.  if you feel scared of me now you are welcome to help yourself to a valium.