| It was the first concert of Al’s new tour. (Yup, another one.) This time, it was in the MHS gym. The first song they played was Green Eggs and Ham-yes, tongue slurping gals were on stage with him. Then, they played It’s All About the Pentiums and Germs. While Al was busy changing, Steve took the stage and led a singalong of People Will Be Tired (from his Sea Never Dry album). Al came back onstage after the song and sang Amish Paradise. At the very end, Al accidentally knocked over a loft that had somehow appeared onstage. (A lofted bed is not normally what one sees on stage at any concert…let alone an Al concert!) Well, the people all ran away-band and Al included-and with every person that left, the room shrank a little until the room was just your average dorm room…with a collapsed and shattered loft. And I was the only one left in the room. Well, at that time Dave wandered in. (In real life, he’s one of the people in my mellophone section. Here, he was the leader of a whole country…the one I lived in.) I quickly explained to him that it wasn’t my fault, and politely booked it out of there. As I hurried, I heard someone telling Dave that it was my fault! I looked behind me…Dave was running towards me, murder in his eyes. I turned around and RAN. I ran faster than I ever have before…and Dave was still following me. I ran through the whole dorm-over, around and under people, tables, chairs, you name it. Finally, spent, I collapsed into a little ball on the ground and panted “I’m no fugitive!” Dave caught up to me. Grabbing my collar, he hauled me up and snapped “Swim.” He then dragged me to the trial center. I’m gonna pause here and tell you where I was. I was on the campus of UNI…which was a whole country. See, the government had totally dissolved, and people had resorted to living in dorms for safety from the roving bands of anarchist barbarians. Dave was the elected leader, which meant he had the power to kick me out. That’s not cool. So I got placed in line at the trial center. The trial center consisted of a fountain with a stone dolphin leaping up in the center of it. We all danced around it, in handcuffs, hoping we’d be excused our crimes. The dolphin suddenly came to life. It looked around at us, picking out the innocent and squirting them with water. I got a healthy dose of splash right in my face, and Dave unlocked my handcuffs and forgave me. When I told Dave about this dream, he looked at me like I was nuts. I, on the other hand, couldn’t stop laughing whenever I saw him for the rest of that day. My Take On It Next Dream |
| All Hail Dave! 10/04/01 |