travis and i are on tour. maybe someone else is with us also. someone is there when we get there, maybe jacki maynard, she is so excited that we are there and running around and wants to go next door. i guess we have played here before.

right before i wake up there is this other band playing in ernie paulins room, i think out of speakers and they are singing "somethin something something, SON,  well im the devil on the run" and i am thinking this song and this band is so good and wishing i wrote this song (although maybe i did)

we drive to the venue in a car and it is far away, maybe austin texas and we meet up with ernie paulin who we are staying with. the venue is one room that seems less like an actual venue and more like a dark empty room with no chairs and it is connected to a bar. i am drinking during the performance.

afterwards we are at ernie paulins and i notice which i noticed before he has long black scraggly hair, but at his apartment i see his hair on the sofa and realize its a wig. he is ranting about who is taking care of me? and all this stuff as if i need a babysitter or something, very brotherly like but tongue in cheek. i am eating cheetos out of my backpack and remembering i have a piece of pizza somewhere which i have been saving and thinking i should eat it. i am sitting on the floor in this dark room of his apartment and travis is on the couch. i keep asking him questions and he is acting like he cant be bothered but he is very manic like pacing around and funny. i ask him how many people live in the house? he says 17. he says he knew i forgot something while i was performing because i was drinking. i said i didnt forget anything. travis loks delighted at ernie. it is almost like a blacklight room. he goes up to the wall at some point and touches this wooden block that has something printed on it and is sticking out of the wall. the wood block wiggles like it is made out of sensitive flimsy rubber. i want to investigate it but i don't get up. i decide i will check it out later. then the song comes on (i can see the band in my mind but i am still in the room).

then my birth control alarm goes off

in some weird kind of alternate world EMF and there are two glass frames on the wall with that black velvet background and the white letters you can change arouind and in the frames it has several different times a day, 11:00, 3:00 and next to it "rabbits, and other classes....

what is the class i am deciding i am going to? it is at 11:00. it is something like meditation but i think it is not meditation...

i am lying on the ground and frankas is sleeping and i am kind of laying on him and he isn't really frankas he is someone else and he doesn't want to do anything with me and i am thinking, i am going to take this class, maybe it is hypnotism?

cg is walking around

then i am in a room looking at joe mccarthy who is sitting in a chair and has a wig on, it looks kind of like his normal hair but longer on the sides and black, he has white face on and he has bright red all over his mouth or starts to put it on...

he is talking about something he calls 'independent' i look over and realize the fake frankas is there next to me and he is very doubtful about this scene and joe's story...he asks joe what the 'independent' is or joe starts trying to describe it

i tell joe he looks like hitler like a hitler clown and he does look just like that he looks very funny


*in frankas dream he was getting evicted from EMF 'TOMORROW' for posting a picture of the landlord with a hooker...he didnt know who the landlord was or that he had posted that...they said yeah, well it was a street photo but he was in the window of the barbershop

Right before I wake up I am wearing a wig beard sitting across from someone like john stephen Dwyer trying to do a skit and my friend also has a beard but I'm reading the script saying no my wig had me itchin like a mad dog this morning like a bad dog, my beard had me scratching like a hyena and they are kinda laughing and I am hoping we are filming this before I realize it is a dream...

Traveling stunt outdoors with Dave tree and planning to go see Chelsea in New York and getting in contact with her, trave,ing around with Dave tree feels like going around the neighborhood like Scott kitchens in the summer in norwell

Before falling asleep had an idea for a screenplay where frankas and I are Siamese Twins and we both want different careers I am thinking maybe one of us wants to be a dancer and the other does not.