So I had a really messed up dream last night. In my dream, I was Gallagher who is a pretty unfunny comedian in the States that deals with "physical comedy" such as smashing fruit and spraying it all over the audience and other weirdness. I went to Bolivia to escape all of my fans who were stalking me. In Bolivia, I was whisked into an ice cream truck where there were all the sorts of people that I was trying to avoid. I finally escaped the truck to find Roger Kellier (313 significance hehe) who told me that all of these people in Bolivia were a virtual reality simulation he constructed using only Fatboy Slim audio and video clips.
Making music all day, ice cream at midnight, and a completely uninspiring MTV video music awards did this to me. carry on n8
