reli[e]able signs

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"And if he left off dreaming about you, where do you suppose you'd be? ... You'd be nowhere. Why, you're only a sort of thing in his dream! If that there King was to wake you'd go out -- bang! -- just like a candle!"

"Hush! You'll be waking him, I'm afraid, if you make so much noise."

"Well it's no use your talking about waking him when you're only one of the things in his dream. You know very well you're not real."

Sunday, September 3, 2006

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It begins. Houseful of students last night. Whole chicken in the pot with apple juice, garlic, onion, ginger, lots of cumin, and a couple of squeezed lemons. Debone, shred, and serve in stock topped with cilantro. Aside fat slices of avocado and queso fresco, saffron rice and black beans. That's what I did anyway. Now I don't feel like cleaning up the mess. But what a lovely bunch of seven newbies they are. And co-advisors Chris and Farah--Farah saying, "I'm going to teach you how to use that camera"--the real photographer in the room. And then Austin, Erin, and Ashley crashed the party and stayed after for a tarot reading. Seniors. Can't believe I lose them this year.

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