I had a dream recently that someone painted over the Joe Strummer mural on the side of Niagara. And when I saw it — while inexplicably riding a bike the wrong direction on Seventh Street (no comments! This was a dream!) — a new mural was in progress. It was black and purple and looked like a bruise.
And it was going to be Ronnie Wood of the Rolling Stones.
I took photos and rushed home to post the photos. (Traveling now with the traffic, harumpf!) I was in such a hurry, I didn't stop at the site of a construction accident. (No one was injured.)
As far as I can remember, this was my first blog-related dream. I recalled a few dreams that Jeremiah Moss shared at Vanishing New York, like the one about A Fontana Shoe Repair.
Unbeknownst to me he has a new blog — Dreams of the Vanishing New York.
Per the description: "Dreams that come in sleep about lost New York places, people, and things, about anxieties and wishes for what could be lost or regained."
Updated: Oh! Jeremiah posted my dream yesterday after I mentioned it in an email.
