if my dream(s) last night were put together by the monty python troupe themselves, i don’t think it could have been more bizarre. i don’t remember everything that happened from start to finish, but here’s what i do remember:

– some chase scene through the london underground (i think it was an actual race through the tube!)

– crawling through a cat-door (as part of said race)

– living in a castle

– taking an exam in the castle (in a class taught by ellen degeneres) about vince lombardi

– living in the statue of liberty, and then wondering what i’d do when the tide comes in and i can’t exactly just walk to shore

– becoming more rich than donald trump, and using his helicopter to take myself off of the statue of liberty when the tide comes in

– seeing a snake with a man’s body (or is that a man with a snake’s head) who not only had a mustache but was also named “mr. top-shop snake”.

– going into the future and meeting my nephew (also named glenn fitzpatrick… but wait, if he was named glenn fitzpatrick, he would have had to be my son, dun dun dunnn… i never really got to see what he looked like, though :P) and finding out that he was in a band called the “apollo transatlantic orchestra”

– taking the same exam about vince lombardi, still in a castle, and still taught in a class by ellen degeneres 😛 except, i wasn’t dressed like everyone else was in the future and was too warm with my pants and my shorts on underneath them and wearing my jacket too, so i tried to take off my jacket and ended up having to take the exam sitting there with my pants around my ankles.

and that’s just the stuff i remember!