A few nights ago, I dreamt I went to California to visit the Oakley factory, and met Jim Jannard who was sitting at his desk and never got up. We just talked for a few minutes. Then I left and met up with another guy who gave me a complimentary pair of glasses in a vault. I opened them up and they were splices covered in that glittery puffy paint used for t-shirts that were popular in 1993. The lenses were covered too, and the right lens had USA spelled out. I could still see through the lenses fine, but I figured it was a good one for the display case.

Last night, I dreamt that I was traveling again and ended up at an O Store. On the ground in a corner were a bunch of X-Metal boxes, and I opened one which contained a Carbon/Ruby Juliet. I thought that since they were just left there by people, I could swipe a few, but then I worried about cameras in the store. I figure the next logical thing to do, would be to wait until an earthquake struck, so I could raid the store and take all the floor models home.

Then I dreamt I was married to Julia Roberts, for what reason, I don't know, since I don't find her attractive, and she's very old. I went down to the beach and all these people started coming out of their homes. Julia was disgusted and walked up the hill away from the beach, and across the water. I could hear people shouting "Jerry..., Jerry..., Jerry..." As I walked up the hill, I was joined by Jerry Springer and he said "You can imagine I hear that a lot. "