I had to drink 300 glasses to get him out.
A retrospective documentation of vivid hallucinations occurring in REM, or, comics (etc.) that are -currently and prospectively- indicative of the totally rad and/or scary and/or revolutionary and/or funny dreams which inspire them.
Showing posts with label Wainwright. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Wainwright. Show all posts
Tuesday, December 7, 2010
He's a Deep Sea Diver.
"With a stroke that can't go wrong." (And a new wetsuit too.)
Thursday, November 4, 2010
Sex, God, and Rock 'n' Roll. (And garbage too.)
1. Wainwright and I are driving through Colorado when suddenly trash begins to line the road.
2. Rather quickly, the trash builds up until it creates two walls on both sides of us.
3. Eventually the walls lead to a giant God-Haus in the midst of abundant detritus and refuse.
4. We enter the God-Haus and there is a large motionless mass congregated around a DJ.
5. We explore further and stumble across an orgy.6. And while I'm intrigued and 'enlightened', Wainwright is horrified and confused.
fin/ The End.
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