Last night I had a dream.
Scene: Fenway park. It had just recently been remodeled. It was not nearly as cool.
Childhood friend Steve Werlin.
Worker at the Rock Climbing Gym Paulina.
1. Steve was having relations with Paulina. This isn’t quite as crazy as it would be in real life because in my dream Steve wasn’t engaged and Paulina wasn’t married.
2. Steve played trombone. (he really plays sax)
3. Paulina also played trombone.
4. In order to get into the bathrooms at Fenway you had to squeeze through a door 7 inches wide.
5. Steve played for the red sox.
I was searching Fenway for a bathroom. I hadn’t been able to squeeze my head into the door at the main bathroom stalls so I was extremely annoyed. I REALLY had to go. As I’m strolling around the perimiter of the park I find some bushes. I considered going right there, but it was in plain view of the baseball field. Suddenly I notice that Steve Werlin is in the batters box. I hurry to a better place to watch and momentarily forget about the bathroom.
Steve steps up to the plate. Somehow, he’s holding both the baseball bat and his trombone. The crowd grows silent.
the first pitch.
Steve, all depressed, raises his trombone straight up into the air above his head he places his lips to the mouthpiece and pops off the first 10 notes of “la cucaracha”
Suddenly, Paulina standing not ten feet to his right raises her trombone to her lips and finishes with the last 7 notes of the song!
this was HILARIOUS in my dream. The whole crowd broke into laughter! everyone was cheering! then… all got quiet for the second pitch.
steve again raises his trombone to his lips in the same fashion and throws out the first four notes of Beethoven’s 5th symphony.
Paulina comes through again, playing the NEXT four notes!
Everyone CRACKS up. It was hilarious. I was laughing my pants off.
. . . and I woke up. It turns out I really did have to use the bathroom. So I had to get out of bed. it was 3:45 am.
feel free to leave your interpretation of my dream in the comments.