tv two

My TV was on for the first time in five years. There’s a weather channel on regular, well digital TV. But there was so much information, extended forecast, scrolling text…something about flood warnings. A panel on the side that had something else, a screen in the middle with an announcer saying, “and now for the national outlook.” Yet the only thing specific I remember is that it was, or will be 29 degrees in Marquette.

Flipped to the McNeil-Lehr News Hour, every face seemed so utterly board…the type of face of a child stuck in the company of stupid adults. On subject was the advertising of the true, or truer, conservative(s).

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I turned off the tele. Turned on the BBC. McCartney said to send his love to the aliens. NASA is broadcasting the Beatles out to space.

Been thinking about what message I would leave and to who if I could, any message, any time, to anyone. It would be tomorrow, wishing I’d called people today saying, “Hi. My name is Rob and I am calling for Senator Barack Obama’s Presidential campaign to let you know where your polling station is located….”

I remember a dream I had this morning, that my book was on shelves inside my coffee pot. I saw the shelves, the texts inside my four cup coffee pot , and I was in there too, looking around. It was a revelation, certain, like math. Shelves, plus coffee, and I fill with my book. Hmmm, in the meantime, I’ve got a cold and am in bed now… That is, it’s 6:30 and I am wearing pajamas. There is fog fog fog outside. The buildings have disappeared. Maybe when I wake up I’ll be different.

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