July 12, 2008
Gravity
I imagined standing in the laundry basket, hands on either side, lifting myself into the air.
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I imagined standing in the laundry basket, hands on either side, lifting myself into the air.
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That just seems like it ought to work, doesn’t it?
shit. I could do a billion pull-ups but couldn’t lift myself off the goddamn ground once!
I tried to do something similar in the garbage dumpster the other night, but it didn’t work either.
Stupid laundry basket also does not excel as a boat, at least in my experience.
This is good to know, as I was thinking to suggest to Alek that she set sail for America in a laundry basket.
Tell her Deron will pick her up in Baltimore.
I love the idea of Alek bobbing into the Baltimore harbor in a laundry basket as Deron waits on the quay. Maybe Amy would loan him the Porsche so Alek could be conveyed to Texas in style.
I sit alone in my room. It is quiet outside for a Saturday. The record player’s been going non-stop and I am smoking as I sit alone a lot and think about her.
That’s not unheard of, especially in the still of the night. (Is this a Saturday night?)
The Ghost of Saturday Night
log book – 03 02 starship laundry basket / pages swelling in salt, ink clogging, mechanics of writing comic sans. Charting a course for Baltimore – somewhere north west of cape Verde somewhere round about here where we grope, slightly lower down or slightly higher up, a tiny space in the stars, the sea increases, what’s wrong with the rudder… but will they pick her up in Buenos Aires? … in a porsche
no its Sunday morning. . . at least she tried
the laundry basket is sonorous so is gravitas
I once used a laundry basket and a flip-chart pad to catch a wayward Starling who got down the chimney. The bats we catch with bath towels.
There should be a poem in there somewhere.
Rick, I think there already is.
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A flying valise would also be a lovely mode of transport for Alek, I think — a device such as the one that appears about 2:08 into this short film.