11 December, 2011


I had a dream I went to Hogwarts except instead of being for magic it was for disabled people. All my RL and Internet disabled friends were there and I felt anxious about who to hang out with.

We were each supposed to put on a little skit about our experience with our disability. I forgot to prepare my skit but I did at the last minute. My friend Gabe (who isn't disabled, but this wasn't a very well-constructed dream) was in the skit.

In my skit I am an elephant wearing a trunk made out of blue construction paper. Gabe tells me it's awful for me to have a trunk, so the next time I see him I'm hiding the trunk under a huge coat.

"Why are you hiding your face under that coat? What's wrong with you?"

"I'm an elephant."

"Don't be stupid! You're not an elephant. You don't have a trunk."

I take my trunk out from under my coat. Gabe stares at me.

"What the fuck is wrong with your face?"

I timidly stumble offstage. Everyone likes my skit.


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  2. We were recently at the Elephant Cafe, where J.K. penned Harry. Such a lovely place where everybody lets their elephant trunks hang out.
    On another note, I am currently working on a play about the spectrum. I really like your music and I am wondering if you would consider allowing us to buy the rights to some of it to use it for the play.

  3. Are you guys from Edinburgh?

    Anyway, thanks for asking. It probably depends on what songs and what context they would be used in and what the play is about. Do you have a disability?

    My email is awf period vivian at gmail.