Joe and I are at an outdoor jazz concert. Art Blakey is playing. There are a couple of tents set up with ticket windows. I see Joe is escorting Besser. There are big lines at each tent. I spot one that's empty and I ask if they[re selling regular tickets or only VIP passes. The woman tells me tickets are $180! We decide to bail.
A blog to share my dreams. No, not my aspirations, but my actual dreams. I find our subconscious world absolutely fascinating--maybe someone can give me a bit of insight into just what these crazy dreams mean. Have at it world!
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