Thursday, August 12, 2004
Pink Floyd, Snoop, Pekar & me.
Welcome to my neurosis, yet another weird dream. I'm in a cafe watching a super-secret gig by Pink Floyd performing under the name Caterpillar. Harvey Pekar is manning the counter serving up food and more than a few strange comments. Snoop Dogg is also there and we're hanging out, smoking Indo, sipping on gin and juice which is just fine with me. I order up some French Fries from Harvey and make the mistake of asking for ketchup, this sets Harvey off, "Oh, you're one of those guys. Man, you couldn't leave well enough alone." I'm a tad baffled by this but instead of arguing I grab Snoop and we take a little joyride in Harvey's car. We quickly crash the car and hoof it back to the cafe to tell Harvey the news. Understandably upset, Harvey seizes the opportunity to throw everyone out of the cafe including Pink Floyd. That's pretty much when I woke up.
And people wonder why I'm an insomniac.
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