DREAM LAST NIGHT

Some song on TV, we were listening to it: it was like 'Footloose.' The name of the real song on TV was 'Sliptalk' about the sailors on a ship who talk too much, which is the ruin of the ship. Nathan Coe Marsh got into the groove as I did.

'It ain't happenin' this today.'

A bunch of students were in line getting their lunches or their dinners. I talked to Alex Jarman, and told him, 'It's probably worth it that you earned the reward for the best jazz student, 'cause you've been practicin' for generations and generations; it's in your blood. When you approach your drum set, you play somethin' that is well patterned and groovy.' He looked really old. I guess the years had really gotten behind us. There were a couple of different options at the check out line. I ordered vegetarian potatoes and cheese. Some girl copied me in admiration. When they were done, they said, 'Here you go Mr. President.' I remembered that I was President of the high school class, which was pretty nice. 

Whitney Houston was the President of the United States of America. We saw it on TV....

There was some guy who blasting Limp Bizkit out of a window to a large crowd. I said, 'Go on- I like Limp Bizkit,' although I was lying. He was mad 'cause he could tell I was lying.  

Jordan had a new radio. His mom bought it for him. It was for playin music- better than the kind I had. Someone said, 'Slade, you need to earn a lot of money, so that you can buy all of these expensive instruments, and then your music will sound so much better.' He also had a new Fender guitar. 

I found a bunch of pennies on the floor of the back of the bus where Chris Gay was.

We were riding from my cabin to town (West Jefferson) using a track on the ground, and a stick to propel ourselves. If you could go more than 10 miles an hour, you would be good.