Life in a holding pattern.
I had a dream last night that I was a cork in a bottle, tossed about by huge swells in a stormy ocean. The waves were too high to be able to see anything beyond, so I had no idea where I was, and the waves were too powerful to fight against, so I was just tossed wherever the fates would have me go.
It was scary, and the feeling of futility was very strong.
My knee is acting up today. I think I hurt it yesterday during the dog walk, and it means I probably won't go again today. I will probably do some übercleaning, as a lot of it I can do while sitting on the floor.
House of the Dead, October 10th.
And the Haunted Mansion movie.
http://www.doombuggies.com/film.htm for some behind-the scened look at the sets. As is to be expected from Disney, the sets are amazing, and the production design is top-shelf. I'm a little leery of the story and the Eddie Murphy influence, but I'm destined to see the movie anyway.
I am really driven to do something haunt-y this year. Some production design, props, displays... something. But I probably won't. I might do the porch, but a combination of a leaky roof and a lack of trick-or-treaters make me less than excited to do it.
fplah.