...lays flat in the bad with the only working muscles left being my vocal cords and mouth. So i would lay there singing songs from old musicals like Oklahaoma and South Pacific. Gruesome, buthilarious... Anyway, I have been in a TV series made up of my own wacky dreams. They are always about old music people I know. I mean not old people, people from the past--from New Orleans mostly. We are always singing and laughing and then of course I can't remember any of the songs when I wake up. Alison and I have a nascent scheme to perhaps have some sort of musical reunion in New Orleans next spring. It would be us and the SubDudes, stray dogs, whoever else we can think of and whoever is willing. (some might not be.) It would be enough fun to break yer heart from laffin'.