Opera Dreams

When I was a kid, I used to love it when Mr. Rogers had his little operas on. There weren't that many, so it was always a surprise when they'd come on. My dreams are similar. Sometimes they just have a soundtrack behind them, like in the Hungry Hippo dream, and other times they are a full on musical, like last night.

I can't remember much about the dream last night except that it involved drunk pastors, me running around trying to find polyethelene, and a bunch of work rubbish, but the entire dream was musically charged. I have two of the songs (Chemistry Pop and The Pay Pal Blues) stuck in my head. Trust me, they're catchy. I assume they'll hit the airwaves soon. Then I'll be famous, and finding money to go on a vacation won't be so difficult.