Indian Bummer

Me and Jerry Seinfeld were having a bad twilight on the boardwalk. The whole cast of the show were there with us, waiting for the battle ships to come into the bay. It was eerily quiet and I had a sneaking suspicion that the ships were nothing more than little models no more than 30ft away, but the dim moonlight and fog were obscuring their form. It had to be a trick. Why else would there be little foam ships just beyond the furthest beams supporting the boardwalk? Why were these people acting so afraid?

From below, the ships looked like blue whales slippin' silently through da luminescent waves. They were riding a current of impending doom... carryin' loosely attached warheads. When the torpedoes accidentally launched they looked like spooky angels wearing glowin' robes.

George was the first to run across the beach towards the parking lot. I don't remember the rest of the dream.

I went skating tonight on Kurt's board. Kids were trying to jump over some dumb barrel. I was more about my usual step up flails. 80's all week. VP debate. Be there.