Thursday, October 9, 2008

This is What Happens When You Watch The Debates Right Before You Go To Bed

Last night I dreamt that I was giving campaign advice to John McCain. He was in the studio laying down some twelve bar blues crap, when I noticed how at home he looked with a Les Paul strapped on. So I told him he should take some pictures of himself and spread them around.

All night I was giving him great advice like going back on the Late Show and making up for his snub by playing in the band intermittently. But he would always only take half of my advice. He did take a picture but it was in a disgusting silk shirt that he unbuttoned to below his chest, and he put a wig on, and put it in a pony tail. I tried to convince him that that was a bad idea, but he had this pant suit woman who kept giving him bad advice, and he was taking it.

We went on to talk about playing late shows and doing SNL again, I told him how it worked for Clinton when he ran against Bush. and he said "Oh yeah, back in '87!" I think we ended the dream with me saying "this is Obama's race to loose".
Weird dream.

2 comments:

Cedric Anderson said...

The pant-suit lady was me... I think John McCain would look great in a silk shirt and pony tail.

Alicia said...

Oh Micah, I miss you terribly. This was hilarious.