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12-10-03
i had a dream last night that eric and dave were backup dancers for madonna, in grey t-shirts & orange spandex leotards. until eric first pointed at a girl in the audience and mouthed "i want you" and then accidentally scissor kicked madonna in the stomach twice on stage and then her bodyguards rushed him and knocked him unconscious. I then had a dream that i told eric & dave that i had a dream about them dancing backup for madonna...

3/22/00
i was wandering through these massive tents set up outside a luxury hotel. It was some type of renaissance faire. People were selling costumes and clothes and jewelry. my sister and i were partying with some guys upstairs in their hotel room. Then it was showtime. me and carolyn were expected to perform the whole of the wizard of oz, in three acts. i wasn't terribly surprised about this, and felt up to the challenge. i seemed to be the lead character but felt that i was the lion, not dorothy. my sister, I'm not sure what part she had.

We did not have costumes or makeup, being in street clothes. however, the first act was well received. It was in a beautiful little theater and every seat was filled. for the second act, things got chaotic. We moved the play to a smaller "dinner" theater, where vendors were expected to set up (though they didn't set up until halfway through the show, and did so right in front of us, between the stage and the audience). i was losing ground and kept telling carolyn "let's get on the yellow brick road" so we'd be able to pick up some other characters. But the hotel-room guys, though they seemed to be supposed to join in, didn't. finally, a couple of women complained that they wanted to see their beautiful lesbian friend. from the stage i said, "i think she's in the dressing room". my perspective followed them back there where they all fawned over her, and she acted kind of haughty and seductive. they trooped back and my dream ended with me wondering why lesbians were so incredibly obsessed with sex....i mean, this was ART...

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