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I had things to say a second ago but now I dont remember. Oh yeah, I was dreaming. I was in NY, my bro in Ohio. We kept missing each other. I'd drive there to see him, end up getting high. He'd be on his way to NY to stop me from going to OH. The dream was in the past, when I was trying to stay clean and trying to get high all at the same time. It seemed something relevant was going to happen and something important to tell my brother but when I managed to meet up with him I woke up before we found a decent place to talk. The car needed tires before it could be driven back to NY. We could get tires or get drugs, but not both. Then came the decision between what I wanted and what I needed, and that blurry line that defines "want" and "need". I remember one of his buddies (growing up, Prett couldn't ever remember anyone's name, they were always Buddy), dressed in drag, and was kinda hot, red-haired wig on. He was going to seduce the mechanic into giving us free tires or something but then the shop closed and we all had to pile into Prett's Jeep. I never got to tell him what I needed to say, the alarm clock woke me up. The first "rational" thought this morning was that whenever I rule the world there will be no more alarm clocks. I'll make a society where time doesn't matter. Then a vision popped into my head, a death camp for alarm clocks. Great band name too... but I already have a short movie in my head. Clocks being herded into the ghetto, then later running from abusive guards who are out to steal all their accessories (dials, hands, numbers, batteries, etc). You see box-cars full of clocks heading toward the alarm clock death camp, and they get straight off the train, dogs barking at them, and go into the showers where you hear them getting all smashed up. It goes silent except for the ticking of one clock, who then gets beat again and the ticking stops. Great movie. I'd do it in claymation to lighten up the mood and to thrwart the naysayers who will say any movie depicting a death camp is wrong. Maybe I'll look into really making this movie. I've been thinking that I need to get an easel for the apartment. I can have one whole room set aside for my artmaking.

Always remember to quit while you're ahead.

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