One from Scrooged, one from What about Bob.  From about 85 to 95, Bill Murray rocked some awesome hair.  Thinning up top, thick in the back… always looking like at one point you had a hair cut but you’ve let it go too long.  That’s what I’m going for.  :)

I woke up this morning to a nightmare about spiders, and my radiator.  I think the spiders were coming from my radiator, and maybe one got up my pant leg.

I’ve been listening a lot to an old Def Leppard album, Hysteria.  Rocket is one of the best songs ever.  They might be touring this summer I heard.  I want to go.

It’s nice waking up and having some emails to respond to.  This morning I didn’t have any.

I should have got a haircut months ago but I keep growing it and maybe it’ll turn into a mullet.

I had fish for dinner last night and it made me think of my old cat.

Happy Monday!

The last one I recall was sort of about a bank robbery.  I was with an old highschool friend, and most of his family.  We had just pulled off a large bank heist, and were hiding out in a small motel somewhere in the states.  I remember seven of us all cramming into this Oldsmobile he used to drive.

From there, the people I was with all faded away, and I was driving alone on the highway.  Or perhaps there was a girl with me.  I stopped to use a restroom, and a highway patrolman came by as I was about to relieve myself on the side of the road.  He directed me to the nearest washroom which was up at some sort of school through a field off in the distance.  So we made our way there.

I used the washroom.  There was a rave of some sort going on there, and my female companion somehow ended up in there with some kids who were out to get us.  They had dosed her on drugs, and she was lying under a table barely conscious.

Thinking about it now, the kids in the dream probably entered my subconscious through a movie I watched recently, Eden Lake.  If you’ve seen it, you know what I’m talking about.

As usually happens, this is the only fragment of the dream I remember.  My first dream of the night woke me up pretty suddenly around 1am.  This is when I got up, thought about cooking some food, but ate some marshmallows instead.  Maybe they were responsible for these crazy vivid dreams?