The Mystical Afterlife Bar
Yeah Christmas was good to me. I plan to blog a list of what I got later on, perhaps this evening. Just for kicks, yo. Anyway, something happened that I just had to tell you. I dreamt a dream that even you would envy. Let me tell you about it:

Jeff and I were sitting at this bar and to our right a band was playing. The mood was that of Christmas and the latter days of December and the year. But I still had classes going on. In fact, this show was in the day time. I didn't recognize them for who they were at first. Apparently though, I liked them enough to skip class and make the trip. I think it was a couple hours drive. I had school and Donna on my mind.

I was worried I was going to get caught skipping. I was thinking about one late assignment in particular and I even saw that particular professor. Thankfully, he didn't see me. I was thinking about Donna as I often do. It was odd that she was not at the show (especially when later I realized who the band was). Plus, in present day reality I miss her a lot because she's in Tennessee. In my dream I was thinking about this and that was my main distraction. The band's set ended and the front man walked over toward us. It was none other than Joey Ramone (God rest his soul).

In my dream world Joey was still very much alive and cool as always. He was as tall as I have imagined him to be. He stood there and began conversation with us, wearing his standard denim jacket and sunglasses. He was more vivid than any rock star or celebrity I had ever dreamed of. Jeff and I had both been watching intently during the show and he noticed. He had come over to tell us he appreciated it and was glad we enjoyed it. He shook Jeff's hand immediately upon walking up. He extended his hand to me, but when I reached out he pulled it back and laughed. That was funny. Punk. I felt guilty that my mind had been elsewhere. I felt like he knew and counted me less cool for it, even if he was forgiving. All in all I felt Joey was close to my heart. He felt like an older brother, even though he's old enough to be my dad.

I wanted to tell him how much I appreciated his music, but the opportunity seemed to have passed. He and Jeff had started talking and I wasn't really in on that. Just sitting there hanging out. Enjoying the comfort of a bar stool. Joey had to go and then Jeff and I got up to leave. Somewhere during all this excitement Jeff disappeared and was replaced with Justin. Justin was talking about how great the show was and how awesome it was to meet and talk to Joey. I was thinking, "you weren't even there" but I didn't say it. I was thinking about school and Donna again. The sun was just started to set. It was dusky outside. Justin and I got into his Geo Storm and left.

That's it. That just might be the coolest dream I've ever had.