Dribblings…

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Hmm, typing out a weird conversation I am hearing in the library — "Like a body full of crickets or grasshoppers, getting worse and worse, until I know that something is definitely wrong. And the thing that scares me when I am having a stroke is…

I know a guy who transports patients for a living.. Named John Wilmin, back home. Oh.. about bus passes,

"I can do a bus pass to get to a work site, I can’t umm.. you know." A non-profit organization, like the humane society, cuz I’m a dog-lover. They don’t have any animals now, because they are cleaning.

"Ok, gotcha!"
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"It doesn’t have to be perfect. The coldest stuff is gone now, the sun doesn’t have anything to reflect off of. The ground will retain the heat and so the ice will continue to melt."

"But will that stop me from falling down on my face?"

"Ha, I know the ice sucks. It was nice meeting you Mark, I hope to see you again soon."

"Yeah, well back to passing out fliers!"

I don’t have the resumes in front of me, I can’t testify unless I have the resumes in front of me..

Yeah, if I have them in front of me. On certain days.. Um yeah, ok sure.

 Wow, maybe our dreams intersected at one point.. Umm a Bug’s life, spiderman and his friend were very small, micro-small and were surrounded by a protective embryonic bubble. It was a huge swamp, similar to the lord of the Rings, outside of Mordor. Green, everything green and low, thousands of the beings like spiderman all surrounded and encased in this little clear bubble, all trying to just survive. But something weird was happening. There was a large creature, perhaps man-made a Fish monster thing, on one side of the swamp breathing in all of the small spider-man creatures. It was a genocide device, it was swallowing hundreds and thousands of them, and as they were entering it’s huge mouth I could tell that it was something artificial. It was created for the purpose of Genocide. I saw a wooden contraption inside of it [wall-like] and a large hole at the bottom in the middle of the wooden contraption. Beyond the wooden wall I think I heard something metallic spinning, spinning and cutting? All of the "Bugs-life" little beings were screaming and falling into the hole, presumably to their deaths. Spiderman was actively trying to help them, and save them, but he was so small and basically ineffective against this large machine. And there were perhaps other ones on other parts of the "swamp." By then I am wondering if this swamp is just a metaphor for something else.

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 Uh oh, another conversation is happening, this one is funny! …
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"First thing, I’m going to take off my jacket and I’m going to show you how much quarters I got. I’m serious, I just found them on the street."

Burly fat guy huffing and puffing in overalls. Amidst sound of saws running and construction workers yelling in the background. He takes off his jacket.

Big burly Fat guy: "Ok, Here we go. One, two,.. Three.. Four.. Five quarters, Six.."

Librarian: That’s good for you, I’m glad that you found those quarters..

Big Burley guy: Proceeding to tell everyone in the library how many quarters he found..
"Ok, hey look, its Six dollars and fifty-cents in quarters, I just found them!"

Other Librarian: "It’s your lucky day!"

Big Burley guy: Yeah… they were just there.. On the Ground! And I found them! The ground was cold, but they were there.. On the Street! Six dollars and fifty-cents!

Librarian: Congratulations!… that won’t happen every day..

Big Burley guy ..(depressed acknowledged sigh): "No.. No it won’t. Once in a blue moon,"

Big Burley guy, Ecstatic: "That’s Six dollars and Fifty-cents, I just found them!"

Moorhead college
"You’ll have to do it the other time right." And then we’ll add. Look at that quick." it’s an abist. On the samme boat. The saame boat! (accent, northern girl.. stress the same)