...nobody in here at all which is weird if you take into consideration that this is the only virtual tavern open on Sundays, you'd think that the place would be packed,but all of a sudden everybody here is too moral to come here on a sunday or something but since I'm here and I am tired and those couches are oh so comfortable, I think I might just take a wee bit of a nap,but first let me light a fire and take the chill from the room and I get the tinder going (Don't worry I'm lighting it in the fireplace this time!) and I get a creel of turf (good tune by the way) and I get that going on top and as the rich smell permeates through the air, I feel even mor tired but oh that warmth feels so good, and maybe I'l just linger by the fire for a bit till the room warms up, but I doubt I could keep my eyes open so I'll drag one of the couches over and curl up and a I drift off to sleep...perchance to dream....of a happy time when no one was arguing here and we sat and ate scones with jam and hot mulled cider and then I was playing for a céilí and there are some young step dancers that want to dance during the break , so we play for them and it's so exciting but I hit a rimshot and there's a blue clicky thing on my drum that says "finally a decent veggie hot dog", and I float down a wormhole full of unmatched socks and I'm suddenly in a VW Microbus (albeit without shovels and rakes and implements of distruction) and I step out onto the parking lot and and a girl wearing a paisley tuxedo, hands me a hot dog and says "It's vegan" (which is even more strict than my dietary constraints) and I bite into it and (now for the weird part) It actually tastes good and for the first time in my career as a vegetarian, I had a veggie dog that didn't make me wish I still ate meat but then I realize that the girl in the tuxedo is Britney Spears, and I realize I'm at a Dead Show in Indiana, and the weird part is she had to have been about 12 when the Dead were last playing, and what would she be doing here anyway and as I ponder this I wonder what I'm doing here considering I fell asleep in the year 2000 and this has got to be 1995 at the latest, but I know where to get the answers I seek so I go to to town and I go into Wal-Mart there is a television on in the children's clothing section for some reason and there are 3 toy commercials, back-to-back, during a program about knitting and everything is getting dark and.....ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ