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Fooly Aloof
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If you're going to drop it, then drop it now...
"Hey, That pretty cool, thanks! Here let me show you *my* kit." ... who is actually a long term, highly functioning opiate user and fixer for a famously party animal oriented rock band.
January 9, 2026 at 8:17 PM
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I feel like this thread went from, "I'm a connoisseur of fine cannabis, here's a nice find I'll share with you." And the other, a fine suited professional, responds with:
January 9, 2026 at 8:17 PM
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September 23, 2025 at 1:03 PM
(Again, IRL weird. Out of character for me, being so dismissive. Perhaps out of character for her too, as I don't actually know this person. But in here we're long-term. I kinda hope she doesn't ever end up seeing this. Or find it amusing rather than creepy.)
September 14, 2025 at 12:29 PM
My companion is preoccupied with the menu options, defaulting to an introverted mumblecore of speaking out loud her internal dialogue of fretting indecisiveness. I quickly ignore her to focus on my own thoughts. I don't feel bad doing this either as I don't exist in her world right now.
September 14, 2025 at 12:29 PM
(Finding Ale 8-One on the West Coast / well outside of Kentucky... now that should have been the indicator that this was a fantastical scenario!)
September 13, 2025 at 8:52 PM
This is soft-serve custard poured into a choice of sweet-sour flavored shaved ice mixed in some soda water (or choice of brand name soft drinks... particularly delighted to see Ale-8-One represented.), served in a clear tumbler with a long sapphire colored spoon and matching boba tea like straw.
September 13, 2025 at 8:52 PM
The menu board expressively features the shop's signature treat...

Something like "The Wizzille" but the actual name now escapes me. It was something silly and a bit fantastical, including some extra unnecessary letters. (Like where 'wizzle' would have sufficed, in my substituted example here.)
September 13, 2025 at 8:52 PM
But I stay cool and roll with it and say nothing and focus on enjoying what I am seeing.
September 13, 2025 at 8:52 PM
I'm weary that she or someone else may break the current enchantment of the situation when coming to the realization of the celebrated film director and possibly starting a deluge of bad celebrity fan behavior: swarming / personal space violation, selfie picture taking, inane questions...
September 13, 2025 at 8:52 PM
We get close enough to the menu board to figure out what we each want to get.
September 13, 2025 at 8:52 PM
(Weird, especially, if that person ever sees this post and in particular if I also point out this out to my actual long term school chum. So I'm going to be vague and not name or describe her.)
September 13, 2025 at 8:52 PM
(Outside the dream and in the present: A little weird to have this person I was around just once, for about an hour, to be in this dream as if they were someone I've known for a long time and routinely hang with.)
September 13, 2025 at 8:52 PM
(One of the few actual surreal dream-logic parts of this. Everything else is mostly realistic.)
September 13, 2025 at 8:52 PM
Standing in line with me waiting for our turn to order is a young woman whom I briefly met IRL earlier this summer, who was in town vacationing along with an old collage buddy of mine, all of whom were with an urban exploration tour group.

*She was always there with me on this outing.*
September 13, 2025 at 8:52 PM
For the most part, majority of folk visiting seem unaware of who this man actually is. Most focusing their delicious delights or talking with their companions, while some enjoying the novelty of this man's atypical instance of customer service and for his a bits of loquacious showmanship.
September 13, 2025 at 8:52 PM
I desire to order from him, despite the longer line here rather the one inside.

I get in line.
September 13, 2025 at 5:29 PM
It is as if he is some kind of locutor on the behalf of the kiosk, it listening in on the orders he is taking and the cooks and servicers inside prepping the orders based on what is said. Kinda like a big box store greeter. Though distinguished and much more performative, like a soda jerk of yore.
September 13, 2025 at 5:29 PM
He is outdoors, standing near the two way speaker / microphone order kiosk, with a resplendent mostly hand painted menu board, taking orders from customers still in their cars and for people on foot alike. He is not wearing a headset and he is specifically separate from the drive thru pickup window.
September 13, 2025 at 5:29 PM
Thus the eatery has a separate outlying drive through after all, in the style of the much more prevalent mega-fastfood chains and untypical for these mom and pop operations. Despite this setup, still a charming place.

So there *is* a means to walk up and order after all.
September 13, 2025 at 5:29 PM
He is somewhat dressed like a 1950s soda jerk, though with a little more style and color. Discreetly pinstriped... In contrast to the nostalgic image of a strictly starched white uniform. Nor was David with the ubiquitous Paperlynen cap. Just his greyed signature coiffure.
September 13, 2025 at 4:33 PM
It is David Lynch. Taking orders. Via the Drive Thru that is around the side of the place.
September 13, 2025 at 4:33 PM
I approach the entryway to take my order inside (Notable as there is no typical walk-up order window, as most of these places usually have.)

I then hear a distinct and familiar voice near around to the restaurant's side. I stray off to take a peek and have a better listen to what is being said.
September 13, 2025 at 4:11 PM
It feels West Coast, U.S. Not southern California however, but more northerly. More Pacific North West. Mostly conifer shaded but a sunny, cloudless day. Temperature is quite comfortable too, without humidity, whether wearing long sleeves or not, feeling fine. Perhaps its early fall.
September 13, 2025 at 4:07 PM