THE DREAM J.Bourgoin
As if I’d had a camera crew, the shot wrapped around the exterior of the truck as I drove, illuminating some of the more unique qualities of my vehicle: 1)
The back of the truck functioned like the back of a small ford pickup, only upside-down. Usually these trucks are equipped with a roll-down door in the back, so the flatbed “gate” style was jarring, to say the least, not to mention that the gate was hanging from the top of the truck and not at the bottom – the way you’d hang a stop light or a saloon sign. I remember thinking; “how the fuck would you move any kind of lumber in this thing?” Strange imaginary thought…I’ve never hauled any kind of wood in my life.
The dashboard had a potted ponytail palm tree planted in the passenger’s side. 3)
The windshield was tinted – completely. As this epic sweeping camera shot finally settled on a first person POV, I was driving my box truck to an unknown location, delivering a load of carnival foods and wares to an upstate New York “circus-themed” party – with only my iPhone to guide me. Because the windows seemed to be permanently locked in full roll down, the ponytail palm fronds kept whipping me in the face - my eyes red and watering from the tropical tree lashings, the incessant squinting to find the road through this obnoxiously tinted windshield, and the cabins constant cyclone of rushing air. It was quickly becoming impossible to drive in these conditions and I had the sneaking suspicion that, although this dream had just begun, I’d managed to get myself lost. I called out to Siri, glowing out from my shirt pocket, for directions. She came back at me with the voice of Penelope Cruz in
Her over enunciated plosives were friendly and playful, but it soon became clear that her glowing voice was clueless. Hell…she barely spoke English. I’d had enough and decided to pull over to a construction site so that I could call my boss for directions. Although I was headed to a circus party in upstate New York, I pulled over in downtown Miami – Biscayne Boulevard, to be exact about it.