AshPndrs

I've got to stop falling asleep with iTunes running

cleversimon:

I have this dream where I’m having dinner with [Sean Nelson](http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sean_Nelson ). He’s sitting with a three-inch binder at his elbow, and he promises to explain every allusion he’s ever put in his song lyrics, but first I have to complete a list of assigned readings. The binder does not contain the readings. It contains the list. I wake up in front of my computer, having reserved the complete works of Joan Didion at the public library. Still, it’s better than the dream where I’m drinking bourbon with John Darnielle, who’s refusing to speak anything but Swedish. We are only saved from terminally awkward silence by the sudden arrival of the Ghostbusters.

I’ve had both of these dreams, but John was speaking Dutch.