Yea, now that I am done with the Cyberknifing I can get back to my usual selfing. Been dreaming again. Oh, but first I have to thank Rho for dreaming up the idea to do a series on the Prescott Circle Trail for us. She will be checking in once a week to give us more. She’s a peach.

But the bearded lady is back in my dreams. Well, not actually the first bearded lady but a different one with a different colored beard.
This one I didn’t interact with but she walked by rather regally. And that is a message in itself.

And early this morning. Back somewhere in my schooling some very proper teacher told us never to start a sentence with “and” or “but”. I am so happy now to start whole paragraphs with one or the other. But early this morning I had a dream that took place in a KMart. It was some sort of gathering like a wedding perhaps. All the folks who were there were invited or at least had something in common with me. But they were all segregated or clumped up on different aisles. There were the men’s clothing guys and the pots and pans people. And that was all sort of rather intimidating maybe. I did pick out a shirt, kind of a lumberjacky thing, so I was down that aisle. But I think that the dream pointed to all the other aisles and categories of characters that are a part of me that I have yet to meet up with and maybe learn from.

And how important is all this dream stuff anyway. Maybe the more I talk about, the more you will talk about it and the more we all will dream. I think that it is somewhat catchy.

Oh, and then there was the frog. I spent a lot of time driving this last few weeks as I got knifed and such. And some of that time was in traffic. One day I was behind this white pickup, close and personal. And I don’t know if this was a permanent installation or whether it was just temporary but the guy had a fishing rod in the back and it was too long for the bed and it stuck out over my hood. And on the line and dangling freely and bouncing and jiggling on the end was a three inch frog fishing lure. It kept me company as we inched dow the highway. It was just so different and refreshing, I was mesmerized like a big bass. It made my whole morning! I guess I’m a cheap date.

Well, off I go doing Phi stuff around the ranch.

froggy loves, Felipé.