29 January 2009

Bottom Chef

I had a dream I was a contestant on "Top Chef" this morning. This is my sleep pattern. Do not fall asleep. Do not fall asleep. Sleep uneasily. Wake up in a panic around 8 or 9am. Go soundly back to sleep. Sound sleep is interrupted by active, lucid dreaming. Wake up at noon, another failure.

I was in the final three this time. It was in New York City. The challenge was to create a dish based around a locavore protein. I chose wild striped bass. there was some sort of foraged blackberry sauce, and an updated take on a melon ball salad with mint and jicama. Really, though, the genius is forgotten. It's like in Romy and Michelle's High School Reunion when she dreams and she knows the molecular formula of the glue for Post-It© notes, but when she wakes up she doesn't remember.

Am I the cute one?

26 January 2009

January 26 is the new January 1

I vacuumed today. they say that completing simple house chores is therapeutic for people suffering from depression.

02 January 2009

January 2 is the New January 1

I must leave my quarters soon. I live in the basement of an old seminary. It is hard to leave sometimes. I am excited about a new year. woo!