In my dream, I was in a big hair band giving a benefit concert for the charitable foundation of Retired Admiral Blogs. Someoned our set list such that I didn't know any of the words to the songs, so I replaced all the lyrics with neologisms.
Also, they didn't have any cordless mics, so I had a corded mic which kept getting stuck on the cast on my foot.
Friday, January 30, 2009
"Too late or still too soon too soon to make lots of bad love and there's no time for sorrow. Run around, run around with a hole in your head 'til tomorrow."
-----They Might Be Giants
-----They Might Be Giants