It's getting to the point where I can hardly remember my dreams at all anymore. I mean they use to hang around in my head for a little while, but now it's almost like erasing the blackboard as soon as I wake up..nothing there. I did remember this though;

I was in, what looked like a school cafeteria, except it wasn't. It was definitely a venue of a gambling nature and most likely in Reno, Nevada. It just seems that's where it was. And an old friend of mine from Atlanta came in and was looking for the owner, who he claimed was an asshole, and I tried to explain, no, he was just in a bad mood.

Now, next, all of a sudden, I'm sliding down rooftops; like tiers of rooftops, chinese tiled rooftops, and when you slide off one, you land on another, and then another, etc., etc.

And then I wake up, and the first thing that pops into my mind is, I need to go buy some more music by Tool. Hello.