Enlightenment has hit Department Lemur like a sack of disenfranchised Garbage Pail kids, and I want a piece of it. I want to be at peace with my own personal self. I want to be front and center for this millennium thang, right under that big dome. I want to push my whiskey intake to a whole new level, strap on my Gibson and hit the road, reading Vegas-inspired pottery to 15-year-old rubes in Marilyn Manson baby-tees. Imagine the possibilities. My penchant for intellectual terrorism finally meets teenage America's newfound taste for hard-rocking mystical gibberish! Just book me on that higher plane, amigo, while you read this life-altering pop culture report!
 

Lucy Dreams isn't the only dream journal on the Web, but may well be the least pretentious, the most readable, and ultimately, the most rewarding. Her dreams follow a fairly standard tack - unusual situations grafted onto places that seem oddly familiar - but her descriptions are rich with form, feeling-tone and detail. From roving religious cults to floating garden furniture and cow assassins, Lucy's subconscious world breaks through her solid prose in fits of light, color, and sound. Some more things that make this site worth exploring: she admits to memory gaps ("This part is fuzzy"), offers links to some very good dream sites, and describes the act of lucid dreaming in just three short paragraphs - an educational and literary first, as far as I know.
 

No, man, you're doing it again. You're working that cute mojo on me with those adorable Sanrio characters. You're hitting me with corporate giant Hello Kitty, scatterbrained media center Chococat, budding generational spokesman Monkichi, and that suave practitioner of all that is evil, Badtz-Maru. You're making me play fun-fun Shockwave games and forcing me to puzzle over my zodiac. And you know that Japanese pop culture makes me giddy, but do you care? Keep this up and I'll move straight to Gorgeousville, where I'll become a grinning, fuzzy little character all my own: Hello (Expletive).
 

It is the most useful substance known to mankind, yet somehow, Marshmallow Fluff never gets its due - a remarkable oversight, considering that the 80-year-old substance more or less built Western civilization. Simple yet ingenious - one tablespoon equals on marshmallow! - the invention, meteoric rise and total cultural assimilation of the redoubtable foodstuff is an American story worth reading. Thanks to Marshmallow Fluff, movie critics could aptly describe "The Avengers." The creation of the Fluffer-Nutter sandwich gave peanut butter a new lease on life. And how else are you gonna hold your Rice Krispies treats together - with Elmer's? Be grateful. And keep lots of Marshmallow Fluff on hand for emergencies.