So it's been sometime since I've done a post of any kind, much less a junkdrawer, but this nightmare last night I must share with people who will understand. Dear Lord.
The LA L@kers in front of a large fountain (St. Mark's Square, Vatican?). Some are shirtless. I think Rick Fox is there ... They're all toasting with Heinekens and laughing while TV cameras (Entertainment Tonight) roll. Over this whole horrible mess, Wham's awful, awful hit "Don't Forget Me When I'm Gone" plays louder and louder. AHHHHHH!!!!!
I woke in terror.
Sometimes my brain sets these little traps for me so I will wake ontime for work or whatever. But I just can't shake that dream. Yikes.
(Just did a search on these internets: Turns out the song is by "Glass Tiger," not Wham.)