Your Cook Today Was: Sevendust
The tennis court was covered in eggs. Not little eggs all over the place, I mean giant 5-foot diameter eggs. So, about five fit on one half of the tennis court (the part by the hill) as if it were a skillet. Walking nearly chest-deep in the eggs was none other than Sevendust. They were cooking them, I guess. A few more people were suddenly in the eggs, and I don't remember feeling anything other than confusion!
At the other half of the court, I somehow accidentally entered a race that cost me $1,700. How that could happen on accident, I have no idea. Figured if I came in first place, I'd get my money back and then some. I think the worst I could have done to not lose anything, or nothing substantial, I had to come in third. The race begins and I don't know how many laps there are, so instead of pacing myself, I am just pumping my legs like crazy. I ended up in the back at some point, but then thought about how stupid it'd be to lose all that money "on accident," so I pushed myself and finished in third. I think I kept asking a couple people (judges?) how much I won, but they weren't giving me a straight answer. It seemed like I wasn't going to get nearly as much cash as I had thought.
The next night, I had a dream about listening to HIM. I had the lyrics book out and had already written in some lyrics that were left out to Your Sweet 666. As I listened, more unwritten lyrics were springing up and I frantically tried to keep up.
At the other half of the court, I somehow accidentally entered a race that cost me $1,700. How that could happen on accident, I have no idea. Figured if I came in first place, I'd get my money back and then some. I think the worst I could have done to not lose anything, or nothing substantial, I had to come in third. The race begins and I don't know how many laps there are, so instead of pacing myself, I am just pumping my legs like crazy. I ended up in the back at some point, but then thought about how stupid it'd be to lose all that money "on accident," so I pushed myself and finished in third. I think I kept asking a couple people (judges?) how much I won, but they weren't giving me a straight answer. It seemed like I wasn't going to get nearly as much cash as I had thought.
The next night, I had a dream about listening to HIM. I had the lyrics book out and had already written in some lyrics that were left out to Your Sweet 666. As I listened, more unwritten lyrics were springing up and I frantically tried to keep up.