cram cream on the table next to me.

lion follows elephant, follows an animal that could be in some sense be understood as a beardog perhaps. it is rather cold outside and i will get on my way to a little party on the 10th floor of that large building on ocean parkway. the views will be spectacular. i have to dress for an environment where people might be smoking. it is not banned in private apartments yet. the music i am listening to right now sounds old and new at the same time. getting ready to take some Dostoyevsky with me for the next few months. i wonder how that is going to boil up some strange feelings in me. (and some ridiculously flowery language.) lion follows elephant, follows bear, follows lion, follows...