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Rowdy’s Dream Blog #343: Chili Powder Miniaturizes My Friend

Against our advice, my friend B consumes an entire package of red chili powder, rendering him microscopic. I can still hear his tiny voice, but I can't see him.

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Rowdy’s Dream Blog #342: The Long Boat Returns From Battle Deserted

I am led inside a darkened long boat to look at a car for sale. It is a 3/4 size 1930s sedan with a sleeping compartment in the rear—all black and chrome. The guy wants $100 or $200K. The car is also amphibious, owing to its large, grey running boards. The guy will demonstrate, but the fog on the beach is still too heavy.

"They're not letting anyone in yet." Soon, everyone leaves for the battle.

Jack Sparrow explains: "I actually try not to kill too many people, and trust God to keep me safe." I tarry, looking for my gloves.

I start to run up the river bank, realizing I am late. I picture myself helping with the wounded and the ammo on the long boat, as I have done before. But the long boat has already returned, nearly deserted.

I climb aboard and hear the cries: "They sucked our blood everywhere!"

I now hear war whoops, like coyotes, from up the river. N, dressed in black, walks somberly past me.

"Scairdy?" she asks, then quotes: "'Even his little will be taken away from him.'"

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Rowdy’s Dream Blog #341: I Meet the Farmer’s Daughters

Song: "All my life, all your life, yer numb, yer numb, yer dumb, and then you die…"

In a field near the top of my childhood street I search for a place to build a fort for my nephews. I examine a shady, overgrown area behind some rusty corrugated siding. An old farmer appears. He is friendly and leads me into a huge house he is remodeling. I see his wife down a long hallway with a plywood floor. In the living room, I meet his three daughters. The farmer resumes painting above the mantle. The middle daughter tells a story about my old friend S. I ask about S’ sister. I ask if S is married.

"No, but close to it—with (girl's name)!"

"That's even better!" I say.

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Rowdy’s Dream Blog #340: I Had an Experience on a Truck

I am riding in a flatbed truck with some farm workers. I spot some tornadoes on the horizon. We arrive at "Washer Heaven." A Great Dane tries to climb over the rail into the truck. I pat his paw. "Good Dog", I say and try to push him off.

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Rowdy’s Dream Blog #339: Martha Stewart Turns Into Someone Else

I briefly meet Martha Stewart face-to-face at a party where others wearing novel jewelry are dancing. She transforms into someone else I know.

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Rowdy’s Dream Blog #338: Old Colonel, New Game

The old colonel has invented a new game whereby one takes hold of some loops in the ears of a small wooden elephant and gives chase by flying in a sine wave, rising and falling, rising and falling…

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Rowdy’s Dream Blog #337: Hooked by a Fisherman

I am sitting on a rocky cliff in a canyon between two streets with my boss, C, and some other guys. C wants to hike in the bigger mountains. As we leave, my other boss, E, tells me about the blood in his stool. I beg him to try psyllium.

On our way, we stop in a split-level Walgreens so I can show my friend, R, the protein powder. She tries a sample spoonful of cream-of-wheat from a green desert dish.

We then proceed east on a path up a hill near my childhood home. Two guys are practicing fly fishing in their yard. I am hooked in the back of my black fleece jacket.

"Give me back my fishing arm!" the guy says. I unhook. Now they both have their hooks in C.

"Are you going to club him too?" I ask.

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Rowdy’s Dream Blog #336: The Walking Stick Turns Into a Naked Lady

G has placed a large walking-stick bug in our terrarium with a juniper branch—something it can't eat. I wake from a nap to find that the bug has transformed into a tiny, blonde naked woman drowning in the water dish, which has been filled to the brim.

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Rowdy’s Dream Blog #335: Photographing an Eagle with a Camera Made of Cheese

I am on the back porch of my childhood home. A large Mexican gray eagle lands on my shoulder and then jumps to the ground. I coax him back up and tell G to go get my camera. She returns but can't seem to work it. I take it from her angrily. It has become camera parts imbedded in yellow cheese. I try anyway to hold it at arm's length and get a shot.

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Rowdy’s Dream Blog #334: An Automotive Obstacle Course

I am trying to leave town in my truck. People have placed two garbage cans as obstacles in the road and have dug a series of holes as part of a contest. I swerve and spin to avoid them but finally must come to a stop. It is impossible to get out of town. Everyone has gone mad, making their own barrier contests.

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