Hi-ya...is that a 1930s phrase...sounds like something a girl from that time would say while slowmotion waving to you at some crowded danc club...she would be wearing a purple dress.
How are things? I have been getting into making gourmet popsicles and selling them at the local jonesborough farmers market...what fun!
Things are ok for me...I guess you may already be in MN...hope all is well!
hmmm. I 'hmmm" whenever possible now. The acoustics in this room are fantastic...hmmmm
okay. There could be several possibilities. One being that she thought you were someone she was supposed to meet...her comment about eavesdropping was the secret phrase that would reveal her identity to you. Obviously she used the wrong phrase and will no doubt return later with an entirely new one.
Two...she hears voices in her head and apparently she feels guilty for eavesdropping on the voices...your voice must be very much like the voices she hears and so she thought now was her chance to apologize for her many years of eavesdropping.
These are the only 2 possibilities I can come up with.
We should write something. I have many Lynchian moments in my life too!
Hey, that is AMAZING news! I am jealous but really excited for you. Is that in Minneapolis? I've been there and really liked it.
Also, I just read the comment I left last time and am sad that I wrote "fateful" instead of "faithful"...maybe it was a Freudian slip. Don't look up the meaning of the word "fateful" it may scare you...it did me.
I am working on some new music...trying to start a small band. I wish I could go back to school and get a master's in something intellectual and creative...life is so boring without those two things, isn't it? I am thinking of moving to Portland or somewhere in the Pacific Northwest. I feel like I would feel more "in place" over there instead of the "south."
hey, how are things? I see you still got that picture up of our little album we made...were you in murfreesboro when the twisters hit? I hope you and everyone you know is okay.
By the way, I am REALLY getting into peanut butter toast...popsicles have become my only friend...but only the original brand popsicles...do you have any code words you would like to share with me? I just have one to share with you...anytime you come upon an orange door with black metal hinges..say "Catastrophe" to enter.
Hey Alex, I talked to Brad today. Again pleading for a roommate. And in case you haven't heard Brad is looking for a roommate. He doesn't ever really ask you for much, he just wants you to do this for him... Anyway just thought I'd inquire as to your current situation concerning grad school. More or less just wondering what you are up to now a days.
got the post card...I went blind...sight came back and now everything looks retro. The keyboard I am using looks like an old fashioned typewriter and the clothes I am wearing are made out of old duffle bags. I have a pencil sharpner in my right pocket.
hey...I got a banjo, a short one...about half the size of a regular one, and I am learning to play clawhammer style!
Also, I am teaching myself to speak backwards so that I can record it and then "reverse" it so that it is forwards again...but really weird sounding...I learned that from Mr. Lynch.
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