Our headliners have presented themselves to me via dream. They are:
Friday: Snoop Dogg Saturday: Some 20 something word description of a special Born Ruffians performance (along the lines of Caribou Vibration Ensemble featuring Marshall Allen, but even more words) Sunday: Secret Chiefs 3 Monday: Warren G
Then I had to choose to sell my Coachella or Sasquatch tickets, and sold Coachella because I HAD to see what this Born Ruffians headlining show was all about.
I had a nap dream today which in my experience are usually more fucked up then sleep dreams. It took place at Coachella (which was held at the pool/arena I work at) but all of you were there so it's still relevant. I think mostly everyone was there before me, so the dream started with me finding you guys sitting on the bleachers watching a weird male singer. We all hugged and then had a big group hug, but sitting down, and we all fell asleep just hugging. I woke up what felt like hours later and everyone was gone. I got up and started looking for people, and found myself in a merch shop. I fell asleep again in the store watching a video for snowboarding. When I woke up my dad was there, but all of the staff knew him so they let him in to the back room. He came out later with a huge vial of powered pop rocks. He started snorting them and then offered me some. While my brain was popping, I continued my search for the board members. I walked out through the Zamboni door to main stage area where I found a sword on the ground. When I picked it up someone with an inflatable sword attacked me so I popped their sword. When security realized it was a real sword they tackled me and put me in the penalty box at one of the arenas. I had to watch At The Drive-In. Then I woke up.