I had this crazy dream...

...don't you hate sentences that start like that? And the dream usually is crazy--crazy boring! No one wants to hear your dreams--that's how it is. But I really did have this crazy dream last night and I'm going to type it here for posterity. Sometimes dreams just scream for attention, you know?

I dreamt we were looking for another rental apartment to move into and a young couple offered to show us theirs. It wasn't too impressive, but we were friendly with them as we looked around. The man and woman who lived there were musicians (I'm kind of a musician too) but they were not friendly at all. In fact, they were pretty snotty towards us, not making any effort to be kind or even polite. Later, we returned to the apartment while they were out, to give it one last look-over. I noticed from all the memorabilia, posters and photos on the walls that they had been in Toad the Wet Sprocket. I yelled, "They were all snotty to us because they had been in TOAD THE WET SPROCKET?!"

See? Ca-razy! Needless to say, we didn't take the apartment. Besides, the washer/dryer were coin-op and I can never come up with enough quarters.

Note: any similarity to members of Toad the Wet Sprocket is entirely coincidental.