night of 10/18/09

visiting, some party in a warren of elegant rooms. i prepare a surprise; i am planning to manifest a lavish and opulent dinner table, running the length of a long dining hall. i duck my head into a passageway and yell out for a color. orange, i hear. good, i tell janine, for halloween. i concentrate. the dining room is orange, all right, and somewhat rich, but set up like a cafeteria, with varying food stations and the little runners for plastic trays. i realize that there is a cafeteria next door; the influence must have bled over. i concentrate again. now a kingly table appears.

night of 10/16/09

janine and i make a living for a hundred years in a giant metal tube stood on end.

night of 10/14/09

messy hotel room
sex?
glass wall. like buffalo.
someone cleans up the whole half of the room behind me in a moment
forgot i had to check out today; 2-day conference is over
go back in and

night of 10/11/09

i join up with the superhero theater at the local community center. several of the previous cast have moved on and they are looking for replacements. rehearsal is held in a big audition hall with many balconies. ropes and pulleys festoon the walls and ceiling so that we may fly between them. we have extravagant costumes with capes and masks. i attend for some time, and then i quit. there is consternation that i am abandoning the cast. later i return to the registration, through which one passes on the way to each meeting. i am signed up for both the superhero theater and a writing workshop. i cannot attend both. i am counseled by someone that at least with the superhero theater, i will please children and then can get something out of that, possibly from their parents. the advice seems excessively selfish. i return to the theater. as i appear in the hall, i am received positively but with some hesitation. i fly over to the balcony where the cast has gathered. i do this unaided by the ropes; our super powers are now real.