Anything Else, Robin?

It’s a strange phenomena, one that usually happens when, as this morning, I wake up early (7 a.m. this morning) and then return to bed for a bit more sleep, putting on The Howard Stern Show to lull me.

What happens is, the show enters my dreams. So I’m dreaming I’m hanging out with Howard, Robin, Fred, and Bababooey. This morning, I dreamed we were all around a big table, and Howard was presenting weird food to the rest of us. And, for some reason, I thought of what I thought was a very funny joke.

“Passover Junior!” I exclaimed.

Do not ask me to explain the joke. In my dream, it was hilarious.

But here’s the thing about when this happens: When I’m dreaming the show, I don’t have a voice.

Because while the dream is going on, the Show that’s playing on the radio is driving the dream. I’m seeing Howard and the gang in my dream and I’m there with them, but their conversation is coming from the radio, which does not interact with the me in my dream.

This morning, my reaction was to repeat the joke, louder.


Then the dreaming me crossed my arms.

And then I woke up.


Last sleep’s dream was an “unexpected trip” dream. Of course I showed up to the security line without my carry-on and therefore without any toiletries. For some reason, I was carrying around silverware, which my TSA person, played by Chandra Wilson, immediately threw into the trash.

Totus Ardeo

I had a dream last night where I had stumbled across a group conducting a performance of the Carmina Burana. I was in the audience eagerly following along in my score as per usual, but as they drew closer to the ending, they’d throw in their own little versions of movements, so I couldn’t follow them at all. To make it even worse, right before “Tempus Est Iocundum,” which is the one that nobody can WAIT to get to because it’s fun as hell to sing, they stopped and started giving out a whole bunch of awards. I couldn’t stand it, so I called them a bunch of hicks and left, but when I got to my jalopy, I found that the trunk lid was wide open. Then I had to drive down a big hill, and the interstate signs didn’t make any sense. The end.

Also, I am pleased to announce that a domain name I had purchased some years ago (for obvious reasons),, but had never used for much, is getting put to better use as of today, representing the greatest junior welterweight fighter ever.