weapons of massdistraction

Well, maybe I shouldn’t have mentioned needing to rest. My body took that as a signal to completely give up. I’ve spent most of the week flat on my back in bed, or faceplanted on the couch, like a pinned butterfly. Exhausted, achey and barely clinging to consciousness. And with all the sleeping the dreams have come flooding in. Strange ones. But seems like it’s been strange times in the real world too. Weird weather always captures my attention. Like the biblical rains in Atlanta (a friend there joked that he’s had to tear up all of his furniture to build an ark). I’ve been particularly fascinated by coverage of Sydney’s post-apocalyptic Spring Equinox dust storms, flickr has groups going, like the Red Sydney Project.

Bonus: American-style cupcakes in the Middle East
Plus: Would love to visit Kitaro’s Teahouse in Tokyo, to see their Mini Monster Peepshow upstairs.
And: Minneapolis climber plans to tweet from Mt. Everest