I got a response from the guy who had the dream in which I totally blew him off (which I covered in this entry). As I replied to him, there are no hard feelings — in fact, I find it kind of amusing that my dream-self is a bit of a beeyotch.
Then my friend and former OpenCola co-worker Justin “xiitone” Townsend wrote in, saying that he had a dream about me and blogged it a couple of years back. In that dream, I somehow managed to offend a large group of Japanese who kill me in retaliation and dump my corpse beside Seth Green’s.
...and by that, I mean, being completely ignorant of the larger world outside the U.S.…
Wednesday, August 7, 1991: A sunny day at Toronto’s CNE Grandstand, and what a lineup:…
The cover painting says it all.
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Reading this again, I don't know whether to feel worse about dreaming of you dying, or of my bad grammar/spelling..