a collection of rumours overheard in the space between conversations…

sometimes if you listen real close, you can hear things over the crackle of a bad connection…or from a scrap of conversation from this “guy i know who knows a guy”:

–in the science fiction community there is a group of writers who are actually aliens. you know who they are, spewing out that hard-sf all about enlightened alien races. their mission is to convince us that aliens are a good thing…enlightened forms of life awaiting peaceful contact and to lead us to the stars…their only opposition has been a group of hollywood execs who insist “the evil alien invaders getting there asses kicked is good bank”…i guess, hollywood isn’t all bad…

–there’s more to oprah than meets the eye. ever wonder why she ballons up and then sheds pounds? maybe she’s devouring something and then shedding it for charges…

–is it just me, or does anyone else think “department of homeland security” sounds a lot like gestapo?

–tom joad (see the grapes of wrath, better yet–read it) is the pilgrim…if you walk the railroad tracks across town in the middle of the night, in the first few moments before a storm kicks up, you can make contact with him…just ask springsteen

–there are ghosts that sell memories…with each sale they get a little less real…hurry while supplies last…