As usual, missing Sunday’s dream post. I spent last night next braving unseasonable temperatures and a constant wind off Lake Erie to see Gaslight Anthem. Brian Fallon, given to verbal flights of fancy, spent a good part of the set asking us why we haven’t moved yet. A lone seagull riding the wind caught his eye.
“Buffalo, what the hell is that? What is that animal? Is that a bat? Is that God?!”
He was clearly joking (dude is from New Jersey and knows from seagulls) but this was dreamlike enough to replace today’s entry.
Also, what if God is a seagull and you wouldn’t share your fries?