A Dream

Last night, I dreamt we strung together dozens of stage wagons from the set of "Victor/Victoria" and took them on a highway and rail tour of the American West. We would stop at shopping malls, push the stage wagons around, and quickly complete set changes - all while dressed in drag - to the applause of thousands of wildly-cheering fans.

When we weren't performing set changes, we would stop at mineral water and hot spring resorts, where we'd alternate Jazzercise with sensual plunges in mud baths.

I think I'm flippin' tired.