Not Sleeping For A While? Grab Some Scissors.

Well, here I am again, way too late into a wednesday night, making sonic arts and crafts.
Since I was unable to drift off into dreams when I laid down to sleep, I figured I'd post this little snippet as a way to convey the trippy nature of my post-midnight-hour wandering mind.

  Ask by rdilmore

Don't worry, Future Me, no one's going to judge you for spilling a sort-of-psychedelic spoken-word collage-song onto this otherwise pristine blog. "That's what smocks are forrr," as Dionne Warwick and friends would sing.

...oh man.