mon 23 mar 2009 13:09:32 witte de withstraat
had some good dreams
this morning i dreamt a lot for some reason. i don't remember much of it. but in one dream, i had an appointment to meet a woman in the kitchen of the house i grew up in, as it looked when i was five. i think she was maybe 40 or 50 years old, kinda tall, and she had short dark hair. she started asking me questions, as if she were a doctor interviewing me. her questions were so insightful i thought she must be psychic. moreover, as soon as she spoke to me i felt a sudden flow of health, as if all things would be possible. so that made me happy. i think the "interview" idea may have been planted by my answering a facebook questionnaire posted by karen ball cabot.
whenever i dream of being in the house at four kirk street, it seems a bit more spacious than it really is -- maybe i am always five years old in stature during the dream.
later today i'm planning to get my hair cut, then going to see kh and have dinner in leidseplein.
this past saturday evening i asked some friends over to jk's house to watch two of my favorite movies "bariera" and "jonas" which i had on my computer.
jk had very kindly bought some prefab pizzas for us the night before. marina spread some extra ingredients on them and cooked them up in the oven. pani brought some tortilla chips and salsa, and made her own guacomole, she said it was guacomolski. i moved my little computer up to the dining table with my stereo, and rigged up an impromptu projection screen using a piece of fomecore and my manfrotto tripod. n fly brought a projector he'd borrowed.
as we were watching "bariera" hg recognized the student housing he used to live in, and some other places in 1960s warsaw. he was also pretty enchanted by the absurd palatial restaurant scene with all the waiters and only two customers. nobody remembered the ski jump building though.
about two thirds of the way through the film, there's a scene where the lonely woman is driving her tram, and the medical student magically appears beside her and puts a noose around his neck. she asks him where he wants to get off, and he says "pętla". then we cut to the famous shot where the tram suddenly stops, to the sound of a big gunshot. but everybody kinda missed that: as soon as the guy said "pętla", all three polish people at our table burst into uproarious laughter. those of us who can't speak polish didn't get the joke, but apparently it was a good one. see how much we're missing by not being polish? (it had something to do with that word meaning "terminus" and "noose" at the same time.)
of "bariera" hg said "i don't see why you like this movie."
of "jonas" djox said "i see why you like this movie."
meanwhile jk's hotmail account has been hacked by someone advertising a chinese electronics shop. everyone he knows (unfortunately including his business contacts) got an email from him introducing the chinese company. then anybody who wrote back to him got an automatic "vacation reply" introducing the chinese company again. that seems kinda mean spirited. i wrote to the chinese electronics company asking them like hey what the fuck man.
i wonder how my friend is doing in her meeting in ireland today.