Last night was a night of celebrity dreams. It's all vague now, but I believe that I dreamed I was orchestrating a BK album of material for the men he uses in his Kritzerland shows, but all I remember now is that Jason Graae was one of the singers and I was trying to assemble an invoice and copy the band parts.
After that, I was awake for what seemed an eternity, and I dreamed I was in this huge skyscraper or a coffee shop, book store, boutique - it's too vague now -and I ran into Maxwell Caulfield, whom I knew back in my Drama Book Shop days, and we were having a nice chat. And that's all I remember.