Rehearsals are going well. The coloured lights got cancelled at last minute so we’re making do by covering the lights with a bit of coloured plastic. Hopefully the kids won’t notice, and the guys have done a great job of disguising them.
Alex came over to the Showroom tonight, bad dream or something. I was about to tell him that he’s a bit too old to be scared by nightmares, but he was as pale as a sheet and shaking. So I pulled up a chair and got some tea (the universal problem solver) and just started talking. He said it sounded like some sort of ominous countdown. Then again, he’s always been prone to seeing things where there’s nothing to see, like the thing a few years back with the dog and the garden hose. That was bad enough.
I don’t know. Sometimes I wish he’d talk to someone else about these dreams, I don’t feel like I’m helping much. We had a spare couch and Alex just sort of wandered over and flopped onto it – fell asleep right away. I checked his blog to see if he’d written about them before. Turns out he has, but that’s not the interesting part. The interesting part is this… thing, titled “P T E D 38″. Alex swears he didn’t write it and it’s not hard to believe – the thing looks deranged, unhinged, and every other synonym for plain crazy.
It makes no sense at all! It’s just nonsense words and numbers, with colours splashed about. Admittedly some of it’s a bit alarming – “have you had thedreams yet?ihave.” stands out somewhat – but most of it’s just bizarre. There are parts that look like code. It’s almost a JG Ryder poem and admittedly if it was something he published I’d probably pay far too much for it.
I printed it out for Alex and he said it’d help him a lot. I hope it does.
