DIZZYLAND

Disneyland was looking a little slurry this weekend. Carousels, flying elephants, and spinning teacups.

STUDS and SECURITY CAMERAS

Things I like.

A security camera desk lamp.

A beer branded with my last name.

A no slip drink tray.

And a leather studded spirit from Sweden.

(which zips up in the back.)

Dazzling? Yes.

THANKS, BAGUET DISPLAY

I like to send Thank You cards. Do something nice for me, and you'll get one too.

BLIMPS

Blimps can travel no faster than 53MPH. But when you're that high, why would you want to miss the view?

Tinkering with anaglyphs. Expect more of these.

MICKEY IS ACES

What no medicine cabinet should be without. Beautifully boxed bandages.

WRONG SIDE OF THE BED

Here's a face I thought I'd never miss seeing every morning.

I have never seen anyone quite as unhappy to be walking to work.

8:55AM Monday through Friday. Northbound, West Broadway and Broome. Tie tucked in, and he wears his backpack on his wrist.

DRINKING & DREAMING

I watched a handful of screeners last night. Instead of my usual glass of vino, I finished a pint of Ben & Jerry's. I retired around midnight.

Then things got weird. My subconscious is an iron maiden of nightmares.

It's a pristine summer day. My friend and I are sitting on the floor of an unfurnished summer rental that's partially sinking into a lake.

Then I'm on a dock watching her tread water in the middle of the pond. I am sitting cross legged and my view of her is obstructed because there are other people standing on the dock with me. This is a five year old version of myself, frustrated I can't see the parade from the sidewalk. Just the backs of people's legs. Suddenly there's a break, and I see only her head poking above the surface. She' s wearing a large brimmed hat. She waves at me, then disappears under.

Then I'm back in the cottage sitting on the floor, eating a pint of ice cream. Though it is Super Fudge Chunk, I can barely taste the chocolate. I read the label. I discover Ben and Jerry's has been bought out by IKEA.

Then I am trapped in a closet with a werewolf scratching on the outside, trying desperately to get in. I can hear the snarling, and can smell his breath from under the door.

Then I am on the beach with my mother and brother. We notice how oddly purple the sky is. A thunderous noise forces us to our feet. I look up to witness a wall of water rising along the horizon. I scramble to pick up my dog so we can head for higher ground, but she won't come to me.

Tonight I'm going to go back to wine.

ZEN GARDEN

I got it at the dollar store. It could use some more sand, but I still find it relaxing.

JANUARY