I had a milk farm in Africa...I had a milk farm in Africa... Well...one of my friends had a dream I did. And apparently all I cared about was my milk farm. "I'm sorry...but I can't really hang out and talk right now, I must return to my milk farm...the cows need milking." *laughing* Then I was in another dream where I was performing a show and instead of singing songs I set fire to a bunch of 45's on a record player.

Awesome!!! That's a much more fun show than singing a set of love songs! I think I'm gonna book a show right now and perambulate to M-Theory Music for some used 45's!

*sigh*

I can't do it. I can't set fire to vinyl. Even really bad vinyl. Vinyl is made to be played/played with.

Maybe I'm just someone's dream and when they wake up...poof!!! I'm gone. Maybe they're in a coma on life support and I'll be able to live for years and years. Maybe they just keep dreaming about me everyday and when I think I'm sleeping they're awake. Maybe I should just put down the pomegranate flavored gummy-bears because they're laced with some form of sugar THC...

Nah...