Wednesday, March 15, 2006

Beware the Ides of March!

I've another one of those weird feelings that something odd is going to happen. Probably this spring fever mess. Of course, with me, there's always a slight chance something odd is going to happen, anyway.

I had a dream last night that some strange stuff went down. I got arrested for inciting a riot by just showing up. We arrived in this town to play a show, and were greeted by all these people with protest signs. As I walked out on stage with my guitar, a half-dozen police officers came up behind me with billy clubs. They didn't even hesitate to start hitting me. I fought back, and somehow made it out of the venue. When we got outside, I realized my stuff was still inside. "We have to go back in and get it," I said. Pretty much all the people who came to hear us were outside with us. There were only a handful of them, and they were running from the cops, as well. I was hoping they'd volunteer to go with me, but I woke up before anything else happened in the dream. Before I awoke, however, I remember getting the distinct feeling I was going to have to do it myself.