Echinacea

Went for a two hour night hike in the snow at Goward Tod Park, and now it feels like there is a cold a-brewin' LOL. It's echinacea and sleep on the menu for tonight.



From : Being John Malkovich

Craig:
There's a tiny door in that empty office. It's a portal Maxine. It takes you inside John Malkovich. You see the world through John Malkovich's eyes, then, after about fifteen minutes, you're spit out into a ditch on the side of The New Jersey Turnpike.

Maxine:
Sounds delightful. Who the fuck is John Malkovich?

Craig:
He's an actor. One of the great American actors of the 20th century.

Maxine:
What's he been in?

Craig:
Lots of things. He's very well respected. That jewel thief movie, for example. The point is that this is a very odd thing, supernatural, for lack of a better word. It raises all sorts of philosophical questions about the nature of self, about the existence of the soul. Am I me? Is Malkovich Malkovich? Was the Buddha right, is duality an illusion? Do you see what a can of worms this portal is? I don't think I can go on living my life as I have lived it. There's only one thing to do. Let's get married right away.

Maxine:
Is this Malkovich fellow appealing?

Craig:
Yes, of course. He's a celebrity.

Maxine:
Good. We'll sell tickets.

Craig:
Tickets to Malkovich?

Maxine:
Exactly. Two hundred dollars a pop.



See you when I see you.
Baron