surlyclown

Life is a dream somehow
Life is a nightmare and life is a bitter pill
(Life is a dream somehow)
Life is a Disneyland ride which is better still
Come to the rescue now

Life is a drowning pool
Life is a circus for fools just like you and me
Life is a mortal coil
Wrapped in cheap tin foil on a kitchen sink
Come to the rescue now

Dreams somehow, come to the rescue now . . .

--Dream Somehow, "Oingo Boingo"

So, it appears there will be much travel in the next two months. I'm leaving on a jet plane for places far and away, warm and cold. But I believe all the places I'm going will have love of all sorts, familial and otherwise.

In other news, big Halloween party on Saturday. My fellow writing producer does one every year with a theme. This year it's videogames [natch]. ('Natch' means 'naturally.' And it's just one added letter away from being filthy, so I'm all for using it as much as possible.)

Anyway, I helped my friend this past weekend cutting out big gold coins, painting cardboard Super Mario pipes and crafting oversize mushrooms out of papermache for the backyard. He tends to go overboard. I'm also making him another halloween mix-tape. (I made two for him last year.) What can I say, I'm the man to come to if you want screwed up, dark tunes.