Joe Welsh's 115th Dream

Ladyfriend Sarah and I head down the Somerville bike path. It is nighttime and everything is pitch black, but somehow I know where we're going.

We get to an abandoned old shack which is standing beside old abandoned railroad tracks. The windows are all broken and it's really creepy.

We lay down a sleeping bag and get in together and we start to talk. As we're talking I realize that I used to live here. And not long ago, while it was still all abandoned. Apparently, LS and I were broken up at the time and it was a bad scene.

Anywho, suddenly I get really scared and a man appears who invites us inside. He tells me this would be a good place for FXA to rehearse. We go in and up some stairs and it turns out this place is now a swank-ass phat pad. WTF? It's fully furnished and warm and really nice.

So we walk around a little and then I see a cat. Rationally, the first thing you do when you see a cat in a dream is start to dance, right? And so I did. And people, the cat danced back!

So I called LS over and myself and the cat (who by now is standing on its hind legs and is fully six feet tall) start doing the lindy hop. Strangely, even though we are really good, Sarah is not impressed. So I turn to the cat and shout "The Hustle!" and we start seriously ripping shit up.

At this moment, in mid-Hustle, I was rudely awakened by one Ladyfriend Sarah who thought I was having a seizure because I was actually doing the Hustle in bed. And so I never got to see whether she was impressed in the dream, but she should have been because that cat could really move....