So, I had a dream the other night that was really lame from a Conchords standpoint, but kind of interesting otherwise. I dreamed I went to see the Conchords at a small, divey club. That part was pretty cool. In my dream they were playing Bowie, which makes sense because that song has been stuck in my head for a few days, lol. Then the show was over and I went out into the lobby. There was a bar in the lobby so I went over there and got a drink. The bar was at the far end of the lobby, near the doors to the outside, and there was an expanse of empty floor between it and the doors to the actual club, where people were milling about. I saw Bret and Jemaine come out of the doors and I was like, "Holy crap, it's Bret and Jemaine!" To myself, because I wasn't there with anybody I knew, which was both good and bad. I felt a little awkward because I was alone but I also felt free to do whatever the heck I wanted, lol. So anyway, Jemaine came over to where I was standing at the bar and got a cup of water and was talking to some of the people around me. I wanted desperately to insert myself into the conversation somehow but I couldn't figure out a way to do that without sounding like an ass so I ended up not saying anything, and a minute later he left and went outside. I of course went outside also.
There was a parking lot next to the club and B and J were mingling with the small crowd. It was all very casual, like an outside party.
I spent the next part of the dream just at this "party" talking to random people, which was both awkward and fun, as it can be in real life, lol. I talked to Bret but I never talked to Jemaine, much to my dream self's dismay, lol. Then next thing I knew the sun was coming up and I was saying, "Crap, I have to get home!" I felt bad for hubby, waking up and me not being home yet and having to do all the morning stuff himself. The rest of the dream was me wandering around this imaginary city (which was quite modern and clean, unlike the city settings I usually dream about) in the early morning sunlight looking for my car. Which was actually kind of pleasant, despite my growing anxiety over not finding the car and worrying about my family. I did finally find the car and then the dream was segueing into trying to find the right way home, but fortunately my brain had enough of that theme for one night and I woke up. And it *was* actually morning, lol.
OK sorry, that was a really boring dream, lol. It needed unicorns or something.
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Why aren't my dreams like this?
Although, just hope for the best bits of the dream, unless you like sheep farms. 
and Jemaine tells me to "just do what everyone does, draw a blue guitar on a piece of paper." So I do and the next thing I know, I'm on the plane. I vaguely recall worrying that maybe I should've told Tom about this trip and wondering who would take Jacob to school.......but that's all I remember. 
