Last night I dreamed that I was hired to play for Cheney's lawyer's

[GoddessOfGuinness]

daughter's wedding, somewhere near NYC on the tip of a peninsula. Mr Sneer himself was there, looking shiftily around at everyone with his angry eyes. It was held in a very expensive hotel (my room had a hot tub) which totally lacked warmth and ambiance. Except there was one bright moment when I went into the gift shop and found Mr Rogers, in person, talking to a bunch of kids.

After the gig, I walked to the car clutching my purse tightly for fear of being mugged in the parking lot, which was quite desolate, and surrounded by abandoned low-income housing units.

Now what the hell was that all about? :shrug:

[GoddessOfGuinness]

1. tweak

[GoddessOfGuinness]

2. Once more

before it dies of boredom

[Wapsie B]

3. Cool dream.

You see the coldness and greed in life all around you and the affect those people have on society. And yet you can still see the good side of things and have an optimistic spirit.