had weirdo dreams last night. this minimalist musician that i like, Chris Brokaw, wrote this musical, which had a late 19th century vibe to it, and the music was great, but it got really horrible reviews. Chris isn't a strong singer, and he was "starring" in the show. It closed after one night. Then he, and my drunk friend Baird were wandering around the wilderness in Virginia, and all of a sudden we crossed over into Tatooine. No characters from the movies, just the sets. Then the ground ripped open and people fell in, and it turned into a continuation of a dream I remember from a few months ago...or did I dream that? 
*head explodes*
hope you are well
*ahem*