whew. i tell ya what…i had some crazyass dreams, last night. i don't know if it was all one long dream or if it was a bunch of insanity run together, but i'm gonna make my best attempt at reasoning it out…

it seems that scott and i were looking for a new apartment. i think we had a girl with us that may or may not have been dating me. we found this really big spread somewhere, and we were looking at it. i guess the prior occupants were the guys from the casket lottery, because they were all there. we wanted to check out the bathroom, but heard nate senior in there taking a shower and singing something. there was a lot of noise coming from downstairs, so we went to check it out. on the way down, one of the neighbors told us that lenny kravitz lived down there, but he's a cool guy, so don't worry about it.

well we get all the way downstairs and we hear what sounds like a lenny kravitz version of body count. from what we were to understand, lenny was starting a straight-edge hardcore band, complete with bandannas. yeah. weird.

and at some point, i was on letterman and there was a black woman breast feeding a child. then she looked at me and said it was my child, and that i would have to breast feed it. i said to her "baby…i don't lactate."

i seriously hope none of this makes sense to any of you.