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<title>Dick Danger&#039;s Blog...</title>
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<description>An intimite look at what may be going on right now in and out of my head...</description>
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<title>ah, dreams...</title>
<description>  
 
d1ckd4ng3r says 
 
 
my dreams were filled with strange things, like magnets with coloured dots that if arranged in the correct sequence (of which there are apparently many) would result in universal disruption and change 
 
   
 
pink/gold says: 
 
 
 
so did you disrupt the universe? 
 
   
 
d1ckd4ng3r says: 
 
 
 
and david lynch, sherilyn fenn, the guy who played albert, kyle mclaughlin, and i 
 
   
 
d1ckd4ng3r says: 
 
 
 
i didn&amp;#39;t want to, but you suggested i did, because there are so many combinations for those 4 rocks that were magnets, that i&amp;#39;d never get it 
 
   
 
d1ckd4ng3r says: 
 
 
 
i wanted to use paper with the same sequences of dots on them 
 
    
 
d1ckd4ng3r says: 
 
 
 
we were also traveling through the trees on some mechanism until it broke and we all fell into the murky swamp like area, and then you and i got separated from kirsten and &amp;quot;someone&amp;quot; and we trudged through the rickety trees to the final location ...</description>
<pubDate>Wed, 20 Sep 2006 17:32:00 +0200</pubDate>
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<title>Save Arrested Development NOW</title>
<description> In my humble opinion the show arrested development is the most creative and innovative show on tv today, but sadly, it is in danger of being cancelled.&amp;nbsp; It is a hilarious comedy which, if you have not had the pleasure of viewing, I suggest you go out and rent some of season 2 (by far the most absurd i&#039;d say) and watch it (alone or with friends).&amp;nbsp; I am the proud owner of every episode to date and plan on finding people who have not seen it and having an &quot;Introduction to Arr Dev Party&quot; 
 This alone will not be enough to save the series however. 
 You must act now and do all you can to keep this show on the air. 
 Be Warned, the comedy they present will require you to actually think&amp;nbsp;to get the jokes sometimes, but it is well worth it. 
 Also, I have found some sites which have petitions on them, please visit them: 
    http://www.petitiononline.com/Arrested/petition.html    
     http://www.petitionspot.com/petitions/arresteddev     
   As well, here are a few sites of interest that are...</description>
<pubDate>Sat, 04 Feb 2006 09:37:02 +0100</pubDate>
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<title>oh no, not again...</title>
<description> another absurd omlette idea has come to fruition... 
 a steak with bacon and onions around it, garnished with apple slices... 
   
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<pubDate>Tue, 24 Jan 2006 16:42:59 +0100</pubDate>
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<title>dream log...</title>
<description> it&#039;s 5:30pm now and about 5 minutes ago a disturbing image of me having sex with a horse just jumped into my head, it was in a dream i had last night, and the first thing i thought was, what was i doing having sex with a horse? </description>
<pubDate>Sun, 22 Jan 2006 05:30:25 +0100</pubDate>
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<title>the wonderful absurd breakfast idea...part 3</title>
<description> so i had some leftover pizza, and daphneX was here again, so i put another strange idea into effect. 
 bacon cooked, pizza diced into little squares, thrown in with the bacon, and then the beaten eggs go in, and into the oven it all goes to be baked. 
 mmmm 
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<pubDate>Thu, 19 Jan 2006 09:26:28 +0100</pubDate>
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<title>the wonderful absurd breakfast idea...part 2</title>
<description> well, prior to a seemingly forgotten episode of arrested development season 3 episode 6.... it was time for some breakfast again.... 
 and as it seems when DaphneX comes over, strange ideas start to flourish. 
 this time i pulled things out of the fridge and freezer and had planned on having components, but that went horribly awry. 
 fry up some bacon in a pan, once it&#039;s almost ready, throw in some perogies and onions (seems quite normal so far) then throw in some diced tomato, mix that up a bunch to cook it, beat some eggs and throw them into the mix, add salt and pepper and top with cheese and throw it all in the oven.&amp;nbsp; bake it.&amp;nbsp; i call it 
 perogies omelette. 
 yummy it is. 
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<pubDate>Tue, 17 Jan 2006 10:13:22 +0100</pubDate>
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<title>my movie type dream...</title>
<description>I think it started out with me just starting work at thrifty&#039;s (a grocery store) as&amp;nbsp;cashier.&amp;nbsp; Then I seem to be in the navy or the army...&amp;nbsp;clear cutting trees and burning them for some reason.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Then our team was doing some mission that involved swimming back and forth gathering something and i could run and was walking on water.&amp;nbsp; Then it&amp;nbsp;seemed that there was another team besides us and they were&amp;nbsp;drilling holes and blowing things up. Then I was a dad and the guy who was in charge of the &quot;mission&quot; was my ex wife&#039;s new boyfriend.&amp;nbsp; The kids were paying more attention to mom&#039;s new boyfriend.&amp;nbsp; We all had macaroni &amp;amp; cheese&amp;nbsp; for dinner which was ok because I had steak the previous night.&amp;nbsp; He (the new boyfriend) wanted to do all the blowing up with all the holes but wanted to send everyone in pittsburgh to go fishing in germany so that it could be accomplished.</description>
<pubDate>Wed, 04 Jan 2006 08:15:28 +0100</pubDate>
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<title>the wonderful absurd breakfast idea...</title>
<description> Daphne X and I sat down to watch the entire first season of &quot;arrested development&quot; (as we had watched the entire second season the previous week and loved it so much, but didn&#039;t need to watch the first season to make sense of it, as the explicitly descriptive narration by ron howard adequately fills in past events constantly).&amp;nbsp;  
 &quot;the more things flow forward, the more they loop back&quot;, says Daphne X prophetically.&amp;nbsp;  
 after 2 episodes (one being the pilot) we found ourselves requiring a small snack.&amp;nbsp; Daphne X put on her snack toque and proceeded to the kitchen.&amp;nbsp;  
 &quot;the more we go into kitchens, the more we come out of them&quot;, screams Daphne X as she flings open the fridge door. 
 i assess all the ingredients i want to combine...&amp;nbsp; sourdough round slices of bread, large white onions, farm fresh eggs, recently thawed (much previously frozen) chicken, and medium cheddar cheese. 
 &quot;the older they get, the younger they taste!&quot;, yelped Daphne X covered in greazy cheeze. 
 now how...</description>
<pubDate>Thu, 15 Dec 2005 13:01:51 +0100</pubDate>
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<title>potentially melatonin induced dream...</title>
<description> so, i don&#039;t remember exactly what happened, but here are the highlights... 
 taking turns eating raw demon/dragon flesh while having sex with my g/f.&amp;nbsp; the flesh felt like sashimi (raw fish).&amp;nbsp; and the demon/dragon was alive, which was the craziest part. 
 at some point going to a movie with daphnex and felt guilty because it was a movie that my g/f wanted to see. 
 more if i can remember... </description>
<pubDate>Mon, 12 Dec 2005 22:02:55 +0100</pubDate>
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<title>tell me a story...</title>
<description> 
 In the beginning there were only the Two Great Poles of existence -- the Frost and the Fire... and between them only the vast dark void of the Ginnungagap. 
   Over long aeons this gap filled slowly with sparks of sheerest flame and splinters of that archaic ice... to produce a vast, icy sludge that stretched farther than the known boundaries of the universe.  
  Another aeon of long years passed before... something began to stir in the slush.  
  Slowly its head was revealed, then its neck, then its body and its four great legs -- each too vast to imagine.  
  This was Audhumla, the great Cow. And she set upon the ice in furious licking to get at the salty taste hidden within.   
  In all her crazed licking she eventually sculpted an enormous hideous giant -- Ymir.   
 (End of part one) - This is the Viking Creation Myth.  </description>
<pubDate>Tue, 11 Oct 2005 10:10:59 +0200</pubDate>
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<title>our chinchillas...</title>
<description> satan sucks, but you&#039;re the best, holy smokes, you passed the test, when i&#039;m with you, i feel blessed, my chinchilla... 
 ever since the fateful day when i heard this song and then shortly afterwards, happened upon a petstore containing one of those cute little rabbit/squirrel/mouse looking combo animals, i&#039;ve wanted to get one. 
 so after searching around for just the perfect ones, we bought them and brought them home from a breeder in nanaimo. 
 squirrel, who is 1.5 months old (6 weeks for you metric folks)... 
   
 and rabbit, who is 3 months old (12 weeks, again for the metric people) 
   
 awww, aren&#039;t they cute.&amp;nbsp; but damn can they make some noise at night, they&#039;re not gonna stay in our rooms for much longer, unless&amp;nbsp;we feel&amp;nbsp;like being woken up at all hours of the night by odd barking noises and sounds of someone falling from the top shelf.&amp;nbsp; not to mention the rambunctious scurrying. </description>
<pubDate>Fri, 10 Jun 2005 18:30:54 +0200</pubDate>
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<title>it&#039;s been quite a while...</title>
<description> ...since my last post.&amp;nbsp; i&#039;ve been quite busy as apr 30, 2005 i moved in to a new place with my g/f.&amp;nbsp; still have not quite unpacked everything though most rooms are 99% complete except for the den, which is filled with boxes.&amp;nbsp; also, my best friend dave got married on may 7th to his g/f of many years and the mother of his child, so that night and most of the next day was a complete writeoff. </description>
<pubDate>Tue, 10 May 2005 06:32:30 +0200</pubDate>
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<title>now for the dream...</title>
<description> I&#039;m not sure exactly what order everything happend in, but all the parts are there... 
 I was at some wedding and one of the people, possibly the groom was a disfigured philipino person.&amp;nbsp; his disfigurement was a large face thing almost like&amp;nbsp;someone had surgically inserted a baseball into a spot just next to his nose.&amp;nbsp;  
 I also found myself in a hotel room / inn type place with a fireplace and an animal rug on the floor and we were eating some sort of cheese and fancy meat concoction on bread, all the while talking about how crappy hotel food was so we brought our own.&amp;nbsp; daphne x and someone who randomly resembled jaxx, susy, and katja was sitting next to him.&amp;nbsp; We found a large backpack in the next room with a smaller kids backpack inside.&amp;nbsp; I checked the bag for ID and found only a piece of rough paper with an address on it.&amp;nbsp; The name at the top looked like a different type of language close to only russian but not even close to that.&amp;nbsp; Needless to say i couldn&#039;t...</description>
<pubDate>Sat, 02 Apr 2005 11:05:10 +0200</pubDate>
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<title>dream reminder...</title>
<description> this is not the actual dream entry, just a bunch of keywords to remind me... 
 wedding, disfigured philipino&#039;s, caligula, bosma, running through yards, abandoned backpack from unrecognizable address, c.o.d., apartment noise levels, different zones (good, evil), food choices at hotel rooms, bring your own, daphne x, katja/susy/jaxx...  
 elaboration to follow shortly... </description>
<pubDate>Sat, 02 Apr 2005 06:22:53 +0200</pubDate>
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<title>dreams to make the hardest man whimper in a corner...</title>
<description> dreams last night were quite messed up, as they are usually when i choose to write in the blog.&amp;nbsp; after all, who would want to hear about my uneventful dreams? 
 as i struggled to fall asleep, i seemed to dream about not being able to sleep very well.&amp;nbsp; for some reason we went to a hut in the jungle and inside was dr joe turner (an accupuncturist in brentwood i used to visit a lot)&amp;nbsp; and he got me to tilt&amp;nbsp;my head over and&amp;nbsp;poured some sort of magic shamanic medicine in my ear that was supposed to help me.&amp;nbsp; daphne x was with me on my journey, and as we left the hut, dr joe came with and it was like we were travelling through some sort of game world on a quest for something. 
 me and my subconscious... </description>
<pubDate>Fri, 01 Apr 2005 17:40:24 +0200</pubDate>
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<title>perplexing ice erections...</title>
<description> my friend comes over to my place round noon and pours himself a rum on the rocks, and finding the ice tray empty fills it up.&amp;nbsp; hours later we open the freezer to find the following... any idea how it happened? 
   
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<pubDate>Thu, 24 Mar 2005 14:50:00 +0100</pubDate>
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<title>it&#039;s been a week...</title>
<description> ...since the daphne x birthday dessert was created, and about half of it has been eaten.&amp;nbsp; in some deranged manner, daphne x grabs the rest and forms it into a ball of muck... 
   
 ...and inserts his face repeatedly. 
   
 poor birthday dessert thing... 
   
 doesn&#039;t he look darling? 
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<pubDate>Wed, 23 Mar 2005 12:36:01 +0100</pubDate>
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<title>strange dreams as of late...</title>
<description> i&#039;m not sure whether to aquitt (sp?) it to my strange pre-bed food consumption (20-30 prawns cooked in garlic butter with polish sausage) or what, but my dreams lately have been quite disturbing.&amp;nbsp; from pirates to asians to anal sex to caverns (not all necessarily in the same dream, but some combinations of them. </description>
<pubDate>Mon, 21 Mar 2005 08:34:38 +0100</pubDate>
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<title>mortality?</title>
<description> last night, for some strange reason, mortality suddenly hit me upside the head like a runaway freight train (sorry for the cliche).&amp;nbsp; I was laying down watching a movie with my g/f and suddenly my thought process went through the following: 
 moving in with g/f getting married having kids being 40 in 12 years from now death 
 which seems silly to me now due to the fact that there is so much in between all of that, but at the time was not something that could help me during my anxious moments.&amp;nbsp; not to mention that after death in the physical realm, part of me will be in the spiritual realm, but also hard to even consider when in such a tumultuous moment.&amp;nbsp; thoughts of once i die i will no longer think or exist or anything was prominent in my mind and stomach.&amp;nbsp; there was so much angst that this morning, after a night of odd dreams which seemed to be unrelated to my waking feelings, my stomach is uneasy. </description>
<pubDate>Thu, 17 Mar 2005 09:13:34 +0100</pubDate>
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<title>daphne x&#039;s birthday...</title>
<description> when asked what kind of cake he would like for his birthday, daphne x said that he would rather have a giant peanut butter cup.&amp;nbsp; kirsten went to the store and created something ungodly which is shown in photographs below.&amp;nbsp; after his first bite, daphne x said &quot;is my heart supposed to hurt?&quot;&amp;nbsp; he then finished his tiny piece with great difficulty.&amp;nbsp; kirsten also finished one.&amp;nbsp; dick danger had two. 
    
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<pubDate>Wed, 16 Mar 2005 20:42:33 +0100</pubDate>
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