dreamburgler

I had this rather involved dream last night about living a this awesome college style house. lots of roommates and a practice space in the basement. Apparently we were a little to loose with the locks at this place and we cam home to someone having sotle stuff. More importantly they only stole my guitars. The only irriplacable things. Then as the dream continued I found everything that was missing. I give my imagination and subconcious a 1.5 on this dream. It bored me and stressed me out. I think I need to eat spicier food or drink more befor eI sleep. Maybe I will watch a horror movie and have some sort of childhood nightmare. I mean, really. If I am going to remember a dream it better be worthy of at least a mini series. This didn't even break gorund of a Fox News Report. Though if you added that it was the dream of as neo socialist commie pinko liberal gigilo it might make for better rhetoric.

In other news Elvis Costello is slowly sneaking into my songwriting. I am quite into hooks and the more I allow mysefl to write rock and roll and play into this catchy melodic frontier the more I sound like the brit songwriter. This is strange because people think I have his glasses and beard too. But, honestly. I do not own a record and I only hear him on the radio. I like his music, but do not idolize him in any way. I am more of a Niel Diamond man myself. or Serge Gainsborg. Or Patsy Cline. If I start looking like her, then god help you all.

Cheers,
Jeffrey