Megan Stielstra's Blog

&Last night I dreamt that 2nd Story was in a karaoke competition at the Hidden Cove up on Lincoln and Bobby and I were selected to represent. We had to get up on the little stage and sing as many songs as possible without looking at the lyrics—as soon as we screwed up we were out. I remember feeling an overwhelming sense of obligation, like I'd be letting the whole organization down if we lost. The actual singing part of the dream went on forever: Bobby and I going back and forth with the songs, first him, then me, and I don’t remember all of them but I do know that I did Only You by Yaz, Time After Time by Cyndi Lauper and some Violent Femmes tune, I don’t remember which, and Bobby did Pour Some Sugar on Me and then—the thing that killed me—like I’m sitting there in the dream watching this happen thinking, "Now I am dying. I'm dreaming and dying at the same time"—Bobby did RONI. As in TENDERONI. By BOBBY f'ing BROWN, people.

I woke up laughing. Which is a really nice way to wake up.

In a completely unrelated dream, I dreamt that my kid is a boy.

We named him Shark.

(?)