Last night I dreamt that Walt Whitman, Henry David Thoreau, and Ralph Waldo Emerson were getting frustrated with me because I couldn’t keep them straight and kept calling them by the wrong names.
Browsing Category Dreams
I did not have the time of my life
Last night I dreamt I went shoe shopping with the members of Green Day. They were not very nice to me. However, the shoes were really cool.
The Vonnegut of my dreams
There was a great flood. I think that maybe the Minnesota River had overflown its banks and flooded most of Shakopee. I had to jump from a plane with a parachute to get anywhere. When…
On making out and Blue Oyster Cult
If we had a nickel for how many times I’ve randomly shouted (both outloud and in my head) “Time to play B sides, time ain’t on my side, time I’ll never know” we could all…
Typing at a coffee shop
I’m sitting in the Dunn Bros in EP at a table for five, alone. The place is pretty busy and each new coffee drinker who spies me sitting at the table shoots me a dirty…
Prince and Liz Phair on the Dating Game
So I was on the Dating Game but instead of three bachelors, I had a bachelor and a bachelorette. One was Prince and the other was Liz Phair. They answered all my questions with each…