Happy birthday, Keith Moon! We miss you, and hope you're partying properly in Wherever It Is Dead Folks Go.

*throws flowers and pours out a beer for Mr Moon*

I had a dream that I was Glow Girl from my story and wandered around making jewelry for random people. Some dude offered me shelter for the night, but didn't stick around. The next morning, I hopped a train out and met some mallrat-lookin' kids. They tagged along, having declared me the Master of Hitchhiking and Train-hopping. *giggles*

Then I had a nightmare about Army people taking me captive and eating my cat. WHAT THE HELL SUBCONSCIOUS.

Then, a dream involving those Keys and Doors from that time-traveler story I was scribblin' down. I got the keys and when else did I go but to 1969? I used my bedroom door create a portal and wandered out of a stage door into a Jimi Hendrix concert. BITCHIN'. He decided to take me along because he thought my story about keys and doors was funny. A jealous groupie threw me off the bus, though, and it was awhile before they noticed I was gone. I stumbled upon some camping Girl Scouts and a superhero who resembled Booster Gold and hung around for awhile until Jimi showed back up and took me back on the bus. But I stole some popsicles before leaving, too. XP