John Lennon?
I had the most peculiar dream last night. I'm not quite sure how much the white zinfindel, maker's mark, ipa, and piss water had to do with what I saw, but after visual mish-mash, the subject became clearer, and I found myself in lucid, but confusing situations.
Brad Pitt was sitting in a crater next to a girl. A van drove by, and suddenly he became alert, taking a crouched and ready stance at the lip of the crater. He looked ready to pounce at any instant, but before he could, the scene changed.
I found myself at some kind of party, or gathering. There were many famous people there, but behind a crowd was John Lennon. Yoko wasn't far away, either. John had on his specs, had a shaved face, and short hair. He looked something like he did on the Dick Cavett show. He wasn't exactly being ogled; rather, he seemed more the eye of a strange hurricane. As I approached him, he took a seat next to Yoko. She looked just as young as he did, but still could probably stand to lose a couple of pounds. Suddenly, everyone broke out into "Bungalow Bill" from the White Album. The whole room was singing the bizarre tune, except for Yoko, who doesn't exactly sing. But whatever it was she did, she was doing it there, too.
Now we get to the point where they're whistling at the end of the song, and Lennon seems to shape-shift into a strange looking guy..still supposidly Lennon, because Yoko's still there Yokoing, but looking nothing like he should. And as he whistled, his jowls and lips flapped around like some sort of cross between a bloodhound and Sir Winston Churchill.
