your stupid dreams

the kindly folks at boingboing have introduced me to joe sayers. joe sayers writes comix that make me snort. he also lives in oakland. do you live near oakland? good. buy him some cookies. he deserves them.

i also deserve one of his shirts that is orange and men's small and says, "never give up on your stupid, stupid dreams."

because, uh, my dreams are pretty stupid and yet i still have them all the time. in fact, i just achieved one of them! i am australiafied. i have a two years temporary residency visa, a medicare card and an australian tax id number! why did i want that stuff again? i forget.

my other stupid stupid dream is to have a working washing machine. yes. i am still waiting for the repair dude. they were supposed to show up last night but they did not. ha ha ha.

today i need to return the library books, buy two water glasses, a baster and a funnel, pick up the turkey, mail a bunch of stuff and do other things that i cannot remember now. it's a day of excitement!

also the midwestern wondertwins sent me a package. it had ding dongs in it. it also had a choose your own adventure book entitled, "space vampire," by edward packard. have you heard of him? i think he's supposed to be good. there were sausages inside the package as well but the customs guys ate them.

they left a note. it said, "sorry we ate your sausages but we are not allowed to let things we want to eat into australia. please ask your friends to send us you more delicious pickled meat products."

i don't know why the customs guys are so hungry. it must have something to do with the economy.