I had a dream last night I was interviewing Madonna for Rolling Stone. I thought I had forgotten my notebook, but then I found it - the one I was using was a notebook I filled up in real life five years ago. This was a piece of unsolicited freelance work; I'm not sure why Madonna agreed to the interview. During part of the interview we were in a ( Read more... )

We had just moved into a new house, my Dad, stepmom, Jeff and me, maybe Robin, too, and there was something wrong. It was an old colonial and from the way the upstairs was designed on the outside there should have been more room; some front windows upstairs on the inside. In the process of moving my things to my new room, I found a new door in ( Read more... )