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Hiding out with Bob Dylan
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- Written by: Rod Boyle
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Driving out to an abandoned farmhouse with Bob Dylan, young Bob Dylan, and we're covering the car with brush, an old rust-colored Vega, he doesn't want to be found. We're going to hide out here for a few months...
...going up to the farmhouse, it's open, we go inside and there's an older woman in a bathrobe, maybe early 40's, the landlady, and I'm a little surprised, I thought we were breaking in, but he's made a deal to rent the place, she shows us around, it's dark inside, sparsely furnished with bad 70's furniture, Bob's disappeared and she lets drops her bathrobe, she's naked, full breasts and body, a golden plume of pubic hair, not my thing but she's beautiful and I reach out to touch her...
,,,she pushes my hand away, instead goes to a closet and gives me an old bullet-proof vest, she shows me the label inside "NYPD" it says, her ex-husband's, he used to be a cop...
Now, in the basement, there's a shop of sorts, we're milling aluminum bits of pipe to specific sizes, by 'we're" I mean me and a couple of other guys, not Bob, I can't see them, or see them only vaguely, there's calipers to check the size, there's shelves for every size of aluminum pipe and cube we've milled...
...we're done, it's early, I don't want to knock off early, but the guys behind me, they don't mind, and we go outside...
We're on a frozen lake, can see forever, walking, there's a couple of spots where the ice is melted, blood red water boiling up, a little sign marks the spot with a skull and crossbones, it's poisonous or something...
Walking, walking across the ice and it visibly grows thinner, wetter, and as I'm deciding not to walk on any further I fall through...
...the water, it's not as cold as it should be, I come back up, swim, then find the ground with my feet, struggle to shore, breaking the ice with my chest, when I'm on the shore I'm looking back, the other two are still out there, one of them, the taller one, he's fallen through the ice, in deeper water, but the shorter one is helping him, I don't need to go back and rescue them...
(A pattern to these dreams I'm noticing, there's some things that need addressing...)
FML, or Millennials are Screwed
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- Written by: Rod Boyle
- Category: Link of the day
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Many of his points translate well to Canada. Only while in Canada we don't have healthcare costs (not overwhelming, anyways), we do have a much greater cost for real estate. Everywhere. A good read that articulates many of the broken points in our current economy.
Link: http://highline.huffingtonpost.com/articles/en/poor-millennials/?mobile=1
The Human Cost of the Temp Economy
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- Written by: Rod Boyle
- Category: Link of the day
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Having relied on this for a few years I was a little annoyed to see that someone else wrote the article I should have been working on. Well, not the same, completely different in fact, and much, much better.
Link: https://longreads.com/2017/12/13/the-human-cost-of-the-ghost-economy/
Ken Russell - The Devils
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- Written by: Rod Boyle
- Category: Film
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Which reminded me a bit of Jodorowsky's films, well shot, well acted with a handsome young Oliver Reed and Vanessa Redgrave, amongst others, and delightfully, obscenely perverse. The true, if not somewhat stylized, history of the Church in France. Makes me curious to see the uncensored version..
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