Extra Dimensions

I sat next to a famous director on a redeye flight back from LA. He's very beautiful and it made me say such dumb things, I felt like I was 13.
Not only was it great to be flying first class (thanks Jimmy Kimmel), I was in seat 3-D which was extra-dimensional in itself. Usually I pass out, open-mouth drooling before those yellow blow-up lifesafetyjacketvests have even gotten a mention. But right there in 3-C was the handsome director person, and anyway, I had a hard time operating the insane reclining seat/bed/pod. Too many moving parts! Too many buttons! Too many ! They need to have a special course for first class first-timers.

My dear friend is subletting my room, so I am on the day bed in my Brooklyn apartment. My other roomate has fallen asleep with her TV on. It sounds like some very racy late-night sort of television. Its so loud and annoying, I can't sleep. Should I sneak in there and switch it off?
There - I turned it off.

I've had some dreams where my surroundings turn into swampy but flourescent, damp, creature-ridden places. Plants with strong personalities. Very alive and scaryish but in a Willy Wonka way - cartoony scary. A surprising/exhilarating fun way - not so much threatening. Dream advisor-person says: thriving and fertile creativity, I like it. Lots of animals too, and im not even a big fan of animals, but sometimes I pat them and mostly I dont eat them, which is nice of me.