Sean ordered me to make this a blog entry, but I think it's funnier for him because he's involved in the real-life stuff the dream referenced. Still, it was a funky dream so that the hell. This is what I dreamed early Saturday morning, recovering from the party on Friday:

It involved the whole Rob-Christine-Judi-Alan-Sean grouping. The six of us were . . . I dunno, on a quest. there was a real Lord of the Rings kinda vibe, in so far as we were on this journey in this land. No hobbits, no Rivendell, but it had the same "feel" as that story, if this makes sense.

What's clearer is that at some point we took a break from this journeying because I was at an awards show. It may have been the Emmys, or maybe the Oscars, I'm not sure, though I know it was supposed to be one of them. Christine was sitting either behind me or on my left. Jack Nicholson was on my right. At one point Micheal Eisner and Roy Disney were presenting an award together, and you could feel the hatred between the two, even though they did their best to deliver the scripted banter. I think the audience applauded them for being such good sports and going through the bit even though they hate each other. And at one other point someone in a wheelchair straddled Jack Nicholson (straddled him while still in the sheelchar) and started quoting the Angel's dialogue from her grand entrance in Angels in America. Jack laughed. The audience laughed; it was a good bit, apparently.

We left the award show at this point--or some point; there could have been more to the show but I don't remember. But I think we were all back in "journey" mode. Except for some reason, at one point there was a flashback. You know how in TV shows, espeically long-running ones, they have a flashback to see how everyone met and what they were doing right before the show-proper started? Well, this was that kind of flashback, and in involved the one and only Rob Duane.

Basically, we were back in Rob's high school, even though it also had a college-vibe to it in that it was a big place and there were lost sof activities. Rob was a popular guy. And he still had hair. I was there with a group of people. It could have been Christine and Sean et al, or it may not have been. But I was there to meet people and tell them about Montclair State. And the people showing us around and introduced us to Rob. I shook his hand and exhcanged pleasantries--I think I had even heard about him, prior to this introduction--and I think I asked him if, or told him that I knew that he was coming to Montclair in the fall. So I told him when he gets there that he should come check out Players,m that it'd be a group he'd be interested in. He smiled and said he'd definitely do that.

At this point the flashback ended, and I was joking around with everyone and made a joke about Kevin Schwobel where I said something about "I dream of Kevin" or "I dream of Schowbel" and started singing the theme to I Dreamof Genie.

It was at this point Rob called and woke me up. Which is a shame because, whatever was going on in my dream, it wasn't finished. But there it is.