dream from this morning:
dtp had a big show scheduled. it was 6 or 7 bands in what used to be a giant steakhouse. lo-pan was headlining. there was a girl from my high school days there, but she was still high school age. she wanted me to check out her new band, they were playing early.
before the show started, jesse (from lo-pan) told me he had something he wanted to show me. we walked out in the dark behind the building. parked in the grass was an old truck with a large black barrel in the bed. as i opened the barrel, jesse told me it was radioactive waste that he had stolen. i put my hands inside it and felt around in the dark. i don't remember actually feeling anything inside. i put the lid back on top.
we chatted for a minute, until i felt a weird sensation on my arm. i looked down and there was a small, green, flat kind of worm squiggling out of my skin. it looked like a blade of grass. i could feel it wiggling around, trying to get out.
"oh i forgot to tell you about that" jesse said. a second and a third worm sprouted next to the first. as they became free they left behind a stringy residue of cobwebs. i held my arm up and could see a thin layer of cobweb covering it as more worms sprouted. i tore at the cobwebs and started yanking out the worms as they popped up. when i pulled them, they became stretchy and snapped like a rubber band out of my skin. they started coming out of my side, then my ankles, my other arm, my thighs, my face and eventually my privates.
i thought "i can't play like this" and went back inside to find the promoter. i'm in the upstairs backstage and i'm yanking green worms out of my skin every few minutes. people are staring. the high school girl's band is already playing downstairs. i finally see the promoter in the hall. he looks exactly like ray romano. i told him i couldn't play the show, i have these stringy worms coming out of my body and i need to go to the hospital. at first he is upset, then he sees the worms and he's terrified.
i finally ask jesse how i'm supposed to get rid of these worms. he says "basically you have to find some time and sit in the bathroom naked and pull them all out, one by one, until they're all gone while tearing the heads off. also make sure you don't leave any heads under your skin."
i go downstairs to tell the high school girl i missed her set and need to leave. she's sitting in a round booth with two other high school age friends. i'm trying to explain all this to her as a large worm comes out of my forehead. "obviously, i need to leave", i say. one of the girls makes a horrified face.
i tell the band that i'm leaving. i help load the gear out. it occurs to me we have a long drive home and i'm still yanking worms out of my skin. chad decides he doesn't want to leave. he asks if bobby liebling is playing the show and if he needs a drummer to fill in.
then i woke up.
