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I dreamed I was the new guitar player for OKGO. They loved me, even though I kept trying to sing along, and I coudn't remember the first half of any line, and my voice kept going all high and all low. When I woke up, "Don't Ask Me" was almost over on I-tunes, and then "Get Over It" started. Apparently it had just played most of the album in reverse order, and my brain made the perfectly logical conclusion that I was hired.
Perfectly logical.
The other day I was driving in traffic and I nearly licked out my bottom-front teeth.
Perfectly logical.
The other day I was driving in traffic and I nearly licked out my bottom-front teeth.