"nicotine patch dreams" are very entertaining
3 nights ago, I got punk'd by Ashton Kutcher while I was in a library.
The night before last, I was in a hospital visiting a friend and was walking down a hallway with a nurse on the way out. We ended up in a building, attached to the hospital that was an old, delapitated building. We stood there talking and as I was about to get into the elevator...I dropped my keys and they fell through a slat in the old wood floor.
I went down a long flight of old stairs and into a HUGE basement. There was some musical equipment and a few roadies working down there. I walked toward the back, passed a furnace and there, sitting on a table was Kris Kristofferson. He was talking with a couple of teens who were sitting on the floor, and we all chatted for a few - he was talking about his movie career.
After saying good-bye and walking a little further I ran into George Harrison sitting at a picnic table and I bummed a Marlboro from him. He didn't say a word and got up and left after he gave me the cigarette. Finally, I made it to the boiler room and found my keys on the floor.
Last night, my dream had me at a GL concert and before the concert -everyone was told that Gordon wouldn't be meeting with fans after. But after the concert, we were asked to go to a local diner.
And there, Gordon was waiting tables and chatting with the fans -all part of a fundraiser...he donated his tips to charity.