dreamed i was teaching in an auditorium for 4 classes of kids, talking about Hugo Ball's sound poetry, and i moved around the room between the rows, at one point sitting down next to David Hadbawnik while the progressively more unruly kids were chaperoned by Jennifer Moxley & Steve Evans... and then outside, calling Gilbert Joyce on the phone while a flock of guinea fowl broke into their cacophonous song. dreams like this are the good kind of weirdos.