Thursday, November 27, 2003
I dreamt last night I was in a warehouse—perhaps a furniture warehouse. Some other people were with me but I can't remember who they were. Near the entrance, on the right, there was a huge metal box—stainless steel, probably—and the inside of it was on fire, just like an oven. Inside the oven were two very large pigs, which looked larger and uglier than I had expected. It was obvious to me that they were being cooked for food. One of the pigs was still alive. I could see one leg moving and one eyelid moving open and closed with great difficulty. I remember feeling very sorry for the pigs. That's all I remember.—Patrick made pumpkin biscuits and cheese medley 'n' chive biscuits. Watched Cirque du Soleil's Cirque Reinvente on DVD with Patrick. Patrick started making his mask for the upcoming masquerade at Jamie's. Thanksgiving dinner in the early afternoon with Patrick and Sam at Cove Cafe. Sam had the prime rib dinner with chickpea soup. Patrick had the turkey dinner with a salad with a side of ranch dressing. I had the turkey dinner with chicken noodle soup. Iced tea all around. For dessert, Sam had apple pie and Patrick and I had pumpkin pie. These special Thanksgiving dinners were $20 each—a bargain in San Francisco. We talked about Anne Rice, Patrick's writing, Sam's family and friends. Chatted with Tina, who spent Thanksgiving at Domenica and Corey's place with Tony, Molly, and all the pets. Patrick studied Mandarin while I edited two pieces for the forthcoming Issue 8 of Lodestar Quarterly. Later, we watched The Incredible Adventures of Wallace and Gromit on DVD, which Patrick borrowed from the Eureka Valley branch of the San Francisco Public Library.