I had a dream about 2 weeks ago where i was in this old house. It was full of kids, small kids like 3-10 years of age. It seemed like a bunch of parents had dropped off their kids at a daycare and took off, but it was more than that. I began to have a conversation with some people, what the dialogue was i cant quite recall, but it got weirder. All of a sudden, i followed Les Claypool (of Primus) into what the folks around me called his "bass room." They spoke of this room as if it was sacred. It was hidden, because Les opened a secret panel in a wall, and we went in. When i got in, i was insane. Imagine a giant rave-like hall with blacklights and flourescent paint all over. Bass guitars were all over the walls, hanging and dangling from everywhere. Then, smoke rises above Les and he takes a drink of something from a mug, but the handle was an enormous candy cane. Then, he picks up the weirdest pipe I've ever seen and says "I've been smokin all the day long," and gives it to me. It was the most fucking insane dream i have ever had, i woke up and was all "that kicked ass!"
