Weird Dreams Part 1

Something different...

I bet I have the most bizarre dreams of anyone alive. I've often wondered just what the hell a dream actually is and what purpose it serves the (my) human mind. Last night I had one dilly of a silly dream. As with most dreams I have, it had no beginning and it had no end. It only had a middle. It went like this...

I was out on Pacific Coast Highway in a small beach house with my Wife. Well who the hell knocks on my door but the one and only Neil Young. I hate Neil's politics but I try my best to separate them from his music, which IMHO is great. I saw Neil live with Crazy Horse at the Universal Amphitheater in 1986 and he was awesome. Anyway, Neil walks in and for some reason we all begin doing shooters of Wild Turkey. I hate Wild Turkey. I prefer Glenlivet Scotch Whiskey on the rocks. Figure that one out. I can remember chugging the Turkey shots in the dream and thinking to myself "this tastes like shit".

So as my Wife, Neil, and I are chugging shooters of Wild Turkey and discussing his upcoming album I pull out a vinyl L.P. (I'm dating myself here) with his latest songs. I can remember thinking in the dream "how the hell did I get this material if the album hasn't yet been released". Neil offers a couple of pearls of wisdom on music and then he hopped on a bicycle and cruised on up the highway. WTF!

Dumb dream over and I wake up...

In my dreams I've flown like a bird, met celebrities, re-lived great moments from my youth, ran in terror from the Banana Man (someone I saw as a kid on Captain Kangaroo) and done some of the most outrageous things anyone could imagine. If I live to be a thousand I will never figure out what the hell they mean. I'm only writing this stream of consciousness bullshit down to keep the dream fresh in my mind. Just what the fuck ARE dreams? I'll never know and I sure as hell will never understand the damn things.