Little Town

11/14/09





Shop in littletown. w/girlfiend. There's a small general store. There are lots of pretty single women around. Everybody all goes outside on a yard along side of store. Lots of single women standing around. Girlfriend walks home east on hwy 212. I stand around awhile. Decide to walk home too. I get going a block or so. Realize the way back is complicated, not just a straight road back, but many winding street blocks. I wonder to myself how she made it back. I get to a school with a dome roof. I go down the steps to a sidewalk which is covered in dog poos. Each pile is lined up in a row, facing the same way. A couple kids come up and go "man that's a lot of poops," A laugh. I make my way past it.



I get to another shop. There are set scenes throughout the shop. One is a hallway entrance. Andy's w/ me. We start repairing their flats. I climb upon it to repair a board that goes across the top. I notice nothing is holding up the flat but nails into sheet rock. It falls over a little. We split because we broke it. There are many scenes in the shop. One is a wire desk and typewriter. I get to the back of the building. There's a kitchen scene. While this entire time no one's around, now there's an old lady at her desk. I tell her we do movies and are very interested in her sets. Her husband, dressed in a suit and tie and his little boy are there. I tell her I'll give her my phone and info so she can contact me about it. I go looking on the desk for a piece of paper to write on words. There are many scrapes of paper but none are blank enough to write on. They keep getting smaller and smaller as I dig through the pile. I find a blank page. I pull off the yellow and pink duplicate copies and sit down to write. The railing is too narrow to find the page onto write.

061609 an old girlfriend

I'm with an old girlfriend. She's recently married. Shows me the wedding ring. Her husband wants me to shovel cement. He's Hispanic. Hi gives me a shovel. I tell him he should hire Mexicans to shovel cement. He shows me a bunch of money, He doesnt speak English. He gets mad and gets a pistol. He's so mad he throws the gun at me. It bounces on the street, but barrel but barrel. I'm going it's gonna go off. A skateboard kid comes up. says this gun is from the gun store. I say dont touch it. I pick it up with the sleeve of my shirt. I go call 911. Call 911