Dream Log - 11-30-2004

This log comes as an apology to the beautiful news anchor-woman that I met when my friends were trying to set me up on a date in the bayou in Florida that made me realize I could love again. I'm sorry, but I was forced to go to Tatooine to be Darth Vader and run around in the dark through the hallways of an Egyptian pyramid pretending I had a cold until I tricked the security guards into thinking that a large headless man was me and they destroyed him. I am also sorry that after that I was talking to Jabba and my arch-enemy, a clown wearing a tuxedo, was tipped off by a large stretchy-sticky toy into knowing where I was and I was knocked out by a very large punching glove (that barely fit through the door) in the downstairs of the pyramid. But don't worry, I wasn't really knocked out, but I did have to pretend I was. I'll be back for you soon my dear.

Last week I also dreamt Brett crashed 50 Cent's new tour bus that he got for his recent album, into his old tour bus he got for his first album.