The Aborigine and the Yellow River

A lot of people tell me that they don't remember their dreams. That's so very sad to me because I love my dreams. They are so quirky and silly and sometimes I wake up in the middle of the night laughing so hard my side hurts, like last night, for example. In my dream I was on an island high above the ocean floor with some of my friends and we were discovered by a half-naked aborigine. He insisted that he follow us to our boat and there he would unceremoniously destroy us in customary tribal native fashion. I told the others to go on ahead and the abo and I would follow. We we had walked a little ways I stopped and looked at the man, who was always adjusting his loin cloth, and told him that his plan to kill us was flawed and then demanded that we fight right where we were. The man began screaming and stomping, shifting his weight from foot to foot in a ridiculous fashion that left the parts of him that needed to be hidden exposed to weather and sunlight. When I refused to yield the excitable little man was so furious that he peed all over himself, his loin cloth, his spear, and several unsuspecting flowers. I started laughing in the dream, a fact which made him, if possible more irate, but he was so embarrassed he ran off, an uncontrollable geyser frustrating his every step. I woke up laughing, praying the dream has not be a message from the Lord.

I'm heading on my way to meet with Luci Lamp to discuss the music video we're shooting for one of her songs. I'll let us know how it goes.

Okay, so this is really funny and a tad embarassing. I was sleeping last night and woke up because I smelled a strong whiff of Chinese food. This bothered me beacause I knew I hadn't eaten Chinese food at all and I thought maybe the stove is on and my parents had eaten something last night. No, I remeber cooking for us last night. Then I thought, what if there is someone in my house who ate Chinese food and is now somewhere in my house (remember I just woke up and it was about four AM). So I prayed immediatley that God would keep me safe and as soon as I did Moved my blankets. I got an overpowering smell of Chinese food and realized I had woken myself up with my own... Yeah embarassing.

People Helping People

I'm getting ready to go out with Mandy and video people in Nashville helping each other during this great time if crisis. I'm going to try and shoot some really great stuff. We'll see.... So I went out to video people helping people and the first place that we went was down the street from my house. By we I mean my friend Mandy. When we arrived there were already a number of people working down West Hamilton rd, but the street was blocked by police cars and they were diverting traffic and people away from the road. The next street over had a house in the middle of the road. Yes, you read that correctly. A house, filling the entire road. Apparently the house had raised off its foundation and had been swept across the street. The only thing that kept it from crashing into the house directly across the street was a tree and a telephone poll. It was insane that a brick house could just be picked up and dragged across the lawn.

There were several men cleaning an air-conditioning unit and a couple of men leaning against a pickup truck. They looked exhausted. I asked them if I could shoot some of the work that they are doing to help each other clean up. They told me that there had already been about 20 cameras there already and they were tired. I was allowed to film some of the guys fixing the AC unit and replacing the duct work, but I felt like I was imposing and really unwelcome.  I wasn't trying to do that. I just wanted to make a video that might them get some help and show the spirit of out awesome city, but I didn't want to make people uncomfortable. I asked Mandy if we could go downtown. I figured there would be a lot of people there working together. We parked in a parking garage on 3rd and commerce (something that would turn out to be a mistake) and walked down the street. Before we could get onto second Ave in downtown Nashville we were stopped by some policemen that would not let us go down to shoot the relief effort. All of the streets were blocked and we were hungry. We at a Sabarro's. I spent the last of my money there. My car bounced when I tried to by Mandy's lunch.

Tried to Get it Done

I was working today on getting a business plan together and just didn't have any success. It's actually really a challenge when you are a creative type person. Perhaps I need to come up with a creative type person solution.... hmmmm. We'll see.