The Writer's Life 3/4 - Weird But True

I had another vivid dream. I was a member of a wedding that didn’t come off. A woman accused the bride of something regarding marijuana. I wondered if I should begin indulging, end my lifetime resistance to drugs. After all, pot is now practically legal. Then I was traveling on a train through two eastern bloc countries whose names I always misspell on quizzes at Sporcle.com. I looked out the window and saw the other male members of the wedding party waist deep in a body of water similar to Sheepshead Bay, at low tide. Someone questioned why they didn’t submerge up to their necks to get out of the cold, and a man said no one would want to sit on that murky, filthy bottom. Later, I was walking along 86th Street with a son, who was curious about a gushing sound. I pointed to sludge cascading from the elevated train tracks into a puddle that looked like oil, “Black Gold,” “Texas Tea.” If dreams are, as Freud believed, wish fulfillment, this segment taps into my guilt/despair at being childless, and my desire to see the ugly frozen masses now plaguing our streets washed away. As for the first two parts, I'm clueless.

Speaking of marijuana, the NY Post’s Weird But True column had another amusing item. I paraphrase: A DEA agent warned a local government not to legalize, citing a threat to local wildlife. He claims, while clearing an illegal farm, to have seen rabbits hooked, their healthy wariness of humans completely lost. This is an unintended consequence of legalization I hadn’t considered, although it sounds like bunk, something conjured merely to win an argument. Maybe the guy himself indulged.

Yesterday, Movies!, 113 on Cablevision, ran an Elvis marathon. I watched most of G. I. Blues (1960). It was typical of the King’s fare, inoffensive fluff, in this case a showcase for the dancing skills of his screen love interest, Juliet Prowse. I don’t understand why the music streams don’t play the title track, which is really good. I haven’t heard it once on any of those that feature oldies. It's as good as a lot of his hits.

According to an article in the Post, people are spending more time with shrinks this bleak winter. I wonder if the same is true of the citizens of Boston, Buffalo, and Maine. Since it's been so warm today, I was hoping the forecast would change. It has - for the worse! Four to eight inches expected for Brooklyn, three to six the rest of the city. Bah, humbug!
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