||[Oct. 6th, 2004|07:12 am]
|||||The Kleptones - Madonna is a Breeder||]|
A few nights ago I had a dream that's stuck in my mind.
I was leading a group of friends around NYC, and we decided to hit a museum. So I led everyone to a particular one I liked, and we went in.. but there were no front doors, just sort of a mine-like wooden pasageway into the building. The cave got smaller and smaller, to the point where we were crawling on hands and knes through a pasageway made of increasingly loose boards.
It got to the point where we had to start yanking out boards and tossing them behind us, or risk getting stuck. And the more boards we removed, the more unstable the whole building seemed to get.
Suddenly we were about a block away, and we heard the building itself collapse.
Last night I dreamed I was part of a group whose sole purpose was to go from town to town in a big tour bus, stopping every so often to go outside and do something completely random and insane and funny to confuse the locals. (Pretty close to reality actually...)