I don't want to get over you.

[raybear]

I swear that Myles (aka nabnag) was in my dream again last night. Though I can't remember what happened. But I defintely remember have adventuresome dreams. It's almost like when someone asks you what you did last weekend, and for a brief moment you can't remember what happened, even though it was 48 hours ago. So you stand for a moment, searching your timeline, waiting for the memory to kick in. Except no memory is kicking in for me right now. I've just been standing slackjaw all morning, with my eyes darting back and forth and my brain saying "accessing....acccessing....accessing". Oh well. The only thing that remotely rings a bell is the presence of Myles. Bizarre.

Right this moment I'm in the mood for mixtape making (Ridley, it should be in your mailbox soon (and there's an extra one for Tara! Riley, I have your copy of the "Fuckin'" tape!). And I know I've made some offers to folks to hook them up with music -- but I can't remember any specifics. Also, the price of blank tapes is starting to eat me out of house and home. Not really, but that phrase popped in my head and I couldn't say no to it. Anyway, my point is this:

If you are interested in 'ordering' something from the PandaRay Productions catalog, please comment or e-mail me and perhaps we can arrange something. Things to include in this comment/e-mail: what type of music you'd like, what type of music you don't want, any specific song requests, your contact info, and some sort of barter offer -- like you'll send me a mixtape or even just a blank tape or some other product/service related to your own personal talent you could share with me. I'm flexible and open to most anything.

I'm in the mood for some artistic exchanges.

P.S. you can e-mail me at raybear@livejournal.com