Quite Strange

This is all too weird.

Apparently my buddy Andrew Osenga had a weird dream last night …

Ok, so telling you about this will, I’m sure, come back to haunt me, but I just have to. Last night I had a dream that I was getting shot at, running through a really old and creepy version of my high school. It turns out it’s been turned into a mental institution and I have to break some people out of it. Turns out the people I have to break out happen to be Geof, Bryan and Acoustic Joe. So the people who run the place know that we’re coming, so they put all the crazy people on buses and convince them that they’re on the planet Laloo, then Josh and I sneak onto one of the buses, and grab Bryan and run like mad. And Bryan was color-blind (and screaming about it). Then I woke up. Figured you ought to know.

As my friend Jeff noted:

I’ve heard of crazy Internet fans having dreams about their favorite band members.

…but when favorite band members start having dreams about their crazy Internet fans.

Well, that just takes it to a whole new level.

And … Andy, why the hell did you break out Bryan but not me or Joe? C’mon, we both know that Bryan’s a loser punk.

This is almost as maddeningly hilarious as, oh, Bryan getting to go with the band to Ecuador on one of their recording trips tomorrow. I am torn between petty jealousy [love to go] mixed with the realization that I couldn’t take the time off of work right now and sheer insane happiness at how far the .net has come.

I’m going to go have a drink now.