northwoodsamyII
01-24-2001, 08:51 AM
When I see two,
in my mind
when I see blond spikes
and all their charms
whenever I want Mike all i have to do
is Dreeeeeeeeeeam, dream dream dream, dreeeeeeeeeeeam dream dream dream
when I see Ed
in my booth
and we share a
lunch for two
whenever I want Ed
all I have to do
is dreeeeeeeeeam dream dream dream, dreeeeeeeeeeam dream dream dream
ok- that last poorly written yet gratifyingly satisfyingly wonderful rendition was inspired by the Pearl Jam dream I had last night. what? you wanna hear it? Well OK!
I was going to the PJ concert in my town ( this was the first indication that I was in never- never land...) with my dad. ( hint 2)
We were driving along when I realized I was supposed to pick up some friends. I went to get them, but i couldn't find them anywhere. Not in their houses, not around town, not already at the show either. So I looked some more and decided to go see the show anyway. I go there and PJ isn't goin gto come out and play yet because Ed and Mike were out in the town somewhere still eating breakfast. (WHA!?!?!) So my dad and I figure we have time to go catch breakfast ourselves. We drive to the local greasy spoon to eat when I see my friend's car. get out,my dad doesn't. He diecides he doesn't want to go anymore , that I should give the ticket away. Ok, fine by me. I go into the resturaunt, and don't see anyone. I sit down and I am looking around and I see a peculiar reciept floating in the air- yep floating. I get it and it says the food eaten, the total then it has this:
Place Landmark Date
Chicago
LA
Europe
Pearl Jam
I'm like, wtf?!?! it was hand written and signed "Pearl Jam". I get up to go to the restroom and splash my face with water, when I see my friend, Carrie, sitting with Ed and Mike. WTF again!?!?!?! She motions for me and I take a seat next to Mike. We order food, they talk because I am too flabbergasted to speak. Finally, I ask them what their favorite place in Europe is. They both say Istanbul, tell me about the art, the music, the food- well- it's mostly Mike talking. Then I switch sides and sit next to Ed. He thinks I am a teenager and I gauf at him saying Man! I'm 25! YIKES! he apologizes, tells me I'm gonna like it when I'm older ( everybody tells me this in real life. It's annoying.) he and I talk about the Czech Republic, about politics, about life in general when they decide it's time to go play. They give us front row tickets and I pay for the food. I have the mostest bitchin time at the concert, jammed me arse off and woke up with a sore neck from too much head banging.
that's it....
TO MY FRIENDS, I'M NOT A DRUNK DRIVER...I'M PRESIDENT ELECT.
in my mind
when I see blond spikes
and all their charms
whenever I want Mike all i have to do
is Dreeeeeeeeeeam, dream dream dream, dreeeeeeeeeeeam dream dream dream
when I see Ed
in my booth
and we share a
lunch for two
whenever I want Ed
all I have to do
is dreeeeeeeeeam dream dream dream, dreeeeeeeeeeam dream dream dream
ok- that last poorly written yet gratifyingly satisfyingly wonderful rendition was inspired by the Pearl Jam dream I had last night. what? you wanna hear it? Well OK!
I was going to the PJ concert in my town ( this was the first indication that I was in never- never land...) with my dad. ( hint 2)
We were driving along when I realized I was supposed to pick up some friends. I went to get them, but i couldn't find them anywhere. Not in their houses, not around town, not already at the show either. So I looked some more and decided to go see the show anyway. I go there and PJ isn't goin gto come out and play yet because Ed and Mike were out in the town somewhere still eating breakfast. (WHA!?!?!) So my dad and I figure we have time to go catch breakfast ourselves. We drive to the local greasy spoon to eat when I see my friend's car. get out,my dad doesn't. He diecides he doesn't want to go anymore , that I should give the ticket away. Ok, fine by me. I go into the resturaunt, and don't see anyone. I sit down and I am looking around and I see a peculiar reciept floating in the air- yep floating. I get it and it says the food eaten, the total then it has this:
Place Landmark Date
Chicago
LA
Europe
Pearl Jam
I'm like, wtf?!?! it was hand written and signed "Pearl Jam". I get up to go to the restroom and splash my face with water, when I see my friend, Carrie, sitting with Ed and Mike. WTF again!?!?!?! She motions for me and I take a seat next to Mike. We order food, they talk because I am too flabbergasted to speak. Finally, I ask them what their favorite place in Europe is. They both say Istanbul, tell me about the art, the music, the food- well- it's mostly Mike talking. Then I switch sides and sit next to Ed. He thinks I am a teenager and I gauf at him saying Man! I'm 25! YIKES! he apologizes, tells me I'm gonna like it when I'm older ( everybody tells me this in real life. It's annoying.) he and I talk about the Czech Republic, about politics, about life in general when they decide it's time to go play. They give us front row tickets and I pay for the food. I have the mostest bitchin time at the concert, jammed me arse off and woke up with a sore neck from too much head banging.
that's it....
TO MY FRIENDS, I'M NOT A DRUNK DRIVER...I'M PRESIDENT ELECT.