Sneaking Up On The Queen Of Clowns

…so you can beep her nose

Dreamtime Doc

Holy crap, did I ever have a goofy dream last night. It started out with me riding across Monument Valley, Utah, with a group of cowboys/outlaws. We were riding hard and there was gunfire. One of the cowboys was Gary Cooper and another was my Uncle Robert (who died in 2001 and was who I was named after).

Anyway, we eventually rode into a town in this, our present year, and I was suddenly alone. My clothes had changed to some sort of Japanese kimono thing. I walked into a house and sat down to tea with several very hot young babes.

At some point, the house turned into a television studio and I was helping bake cookies with Rachel Ray and some flamingly gay guy. The cookies smelled incredibly good, but looked like big insects.

Suddenly, I was out on the open highway, walking. It was cloudy as hell, but hot and dry. There was tons of traffic, but nobody would give me a ride.

Then I woke up.