Doom Dreams

[Drunk Monk]

Another show dream - damn when was my last show? Jonzin

I’m in Vegas with a crew. We’re in some casino between concert times. There’s discussion amongst the women to go to see some singer that I don’t know if our off hours. I tempted just for the company. Then there’s a scuffle at the poker bar. It’s either Tim, our cranked out packed from AFS, or Buck my alcoholic neighbor. I go to help and he grabs me and barfs copiously all over me. I’m wearing my best leather jacket and the rest of the dream is considering clean up options.

Psychoanal: one of my KF brothers wanted to go to Moe’s after practice last night to see some jazz act but another said he wasn’t going to events yet. We chatted about LiB and my concert attendance last year and the symphony. My neighbor’s recent drama is troubling and I’d like to help but don’t want to get caught up in it. Being right across the street we have front row seats. Not sure why Tim - haven’t thought about him in a long time. Maybe he died? Yeti do you know?