i_heart_huckabees jane man i wish there were existential detectives.... after finishing sartre's book i fell into the trap of what that shrink asked me in arizona: do you ever feel like nothing is real? do you ever feel that you're not real? all the time. what is real anyway? how do i find out? i can't stop wondering about it. head in the sand head in the clouds. 050929 ... unhinged i_heart_i_heart_huckabees 050929 ... Snook I wrote a report on Samuel Beckett and I don't think I've ever been the same. 050930 ... IGG FUCKABEES! 051002 ... quotables Albert Markovski: No, I'm not. I'm talking about not covering every square inch with houses and strip malls until you can't remember what happens when you stand in a meadow at dusk. Bret: What happens in the meadow at dusk? Albert Markovski: Everything! Mrs. Hooten: Nothing! Albert Markovski: Everything. Mrs. Hooten: Nothing! Albert Markovski: Everything! Mrs. Hooten: Nothing! Albert Markovski: It's beautiful. Tommy Corn: It's beautiful. 081110 what's it to you? who go blather from