Saturday night I dreamt that I was in Florida on the spring training squad for The Yankees. I was hoping to make the roster and have this season be my rookie year. Joe Torre started me at 2nd base and I immediatly made two errors in one inning. The third time the ball was hit to me Derek Jeter sprinted over and made an amazing catch, clearly trying to ensure that my errors did not continue. In between innings Torre and Mattingly talked to me about calming down and just playing instead of worrying about it. I stepped up to bat as the lead-off and was walked. I instantly stole 2nd base. I'm not sure if I made the team, but I remember thinking that I had finally calmed down and was ready to play for real.

Last night I dreamt that I was walking on some anonymous boardwalk somewhere in Jersey and stumbled upon a bandstand. Jughead from Screeching Weasel's new-ish band Even In Blackouts was playing. I've never heard them before. There were lots of aging punk rockers there looking to have their guitars signed and a huge sign near the merch table that said you had to buy your merch no later than the ending of the fourth song. I left the stage area to head "home", which ended up being a walk on the beach similar to a dream I've had many times.. where I'm am walking slowly home along the beach. This walk home has occured in Jersey, Manhattan (no beaches), and Las Vegas (also no beaches). I'm always by myself, heading home sorta bored/dejected, and seeing lots of other people having fun. I have no idea.

I know that I had a fairly vivid dream on Sunday night, too... but I can't remember the details right now. *

My PSP and I are getting married. Details to follow. --