Wednesday, April 26, 2006

Weird Dream

I had this weird dream last night where I was telling Ronnie James Dio that while I liked him as a person, I really didn't like Dio all that much. I think he gently shamed me into looking for a copy "Dio's Greatest Hits" (which I don't think even exists) at Wazoo Used Records in Ann Arbor. Which, incidentally, had been turned into some kind of weird Pottery Barn open-air flea market. I actually had the record in my hand, but the crush of people in layered tank tops and designer flip-flops moved me away from my 25 cent prize. Then I woke up.

Holy diver, I gotta stop listening to at work like six hours a day. I've been gone too long at the bottom of the sea.


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