More Dreams

I dreamt that DMTC's 'Bye, Bye, Birdie' was opening at the 24th Street Theater instead of at the Varsity, and the theater was confusingly placed adjacent to the Safeway Supermarket on Alhambra Blvd. I was informed, to my surprise, that I was in the show. Even though it was half an hour before curtain and didn't know any of my lines or the songs, I left to go relax at an anonymous season ticketholder's house. As I left the theater, I passed the first gas station ever managed by Mel Brooks (carefully maintained as a museum). Once at the house (conveniently left unlocked so I could relax), I dawdled away so much time looking at costumes, I couldn't make curtain time. Then I awoke.