Monsters & Eagles

It's rare that I remember my dreams so I'm noting this one for posterity. 'Twas on an island somewhere. We were working at/for some sorta summer camp featuring dress-up (some odd combo of faerie-wings, Faire, and gawd-knows-what required burlap and thick yellow monk-belt-ish rope) and there were a mess of Ray Harryhausen-esque monsters battling all about. It wasn't scary, just the way it was - there was constant schedule-reshuffling as combat raged on the meadow where we'd planned to picnic one afternoon so we had to snorkel instead and eat on the beach.

Very Excited & Pleased 'bout tonight: The Eagles at Staples!!! Haven't seen 'em since they played the Rose Bowl (w/Sheryl Crowe opening) way back when (Hell Freezes Over - 1994).

Sigh: A Stupid Rant

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