IN THE DETAILS Pen an ink. © Dec 10th 2011. By Leighton Kelly so here we are.. another day another doll hair. yesterday was the day before the morning of the west coast lunar eclipse which i am proud to say i slept thru and did not regret one bit. instead i slept so hard core deep in a thick soft bed in a warm wide room and had strange dreams where i was being hunted by fat nerds with rifles that shot candy lozenges. somehow without being Lucid i was able to do all those Matrix moves like Neo did where i could dodge every candy shot they threw at me. i even could jump so high like a mile in the air but somehow was concerned by the fall back to earth which would land me into the community performance space that the fat nerds were congregating in. so i prepared myself to use my body as a bomb and smash thru the roof and land all in a crouch with my head down super dramatic style causing destructive ripples which would end the battle. but just then i was woken up with opera and the beginning of a nice brunch.  so you see? waaay better than a real cold morning trying to find a good place to see a celestial event that only happens once in a blue moon or some junk. sometimes its better to be able to have an adventure with super powers in a warm bed and feel rested and rejuvenated instead of creaky and grumpy. after all, who can say what is real or not? i still have to look over my shoulder to see if the hunt is still on. those candy bullets hurt like a son of a bitch!

IN THE DETAILS

Pen an ink. © Dec 10th 2011. By Leighton Kelly

  • so here we are.. another day another doll hair. yesterday was the day before the morning of the west coast lunar eclipse which i am proud to say i slept thru and did not regret one bit. instead i slept so hard core deep in a thick soft bed in a warm wide room and had strange dreams where i was being hunted by fat nerds with rifles that shot candy lozenges. somehow without being Lucid i was able to do all those Matrix moves like Neo did where i could dodge every candy shot they threw at me. i even could jump so high like a mile in the air but somehow was concerned by the fall back to earth which would land me into the community performance space that the fat nerds were congregating in. so i prepared myself to use my body as a bomb and smash thru the roof and land all in a crouch with my head down super dramatic style causing destructive ripples which would end the battle. but just then i was woken up with opera and the beginning of a nice brunch.  so you see? waaay better than a real cold morning trying to find a good place to see a celestial event that only happens once in a blue moon or some junk. sometimes its better to be able to have an adventure with super powers in a warm bed and feel rested and rejuvenated instead of creaky and grumpy. after all, who can say what is real or not? i still have to look over my shoulder to see if the hunt is still on. those candy bullets hurt like a son of a bitch!