Cross your toes and hope that I don't climb you like an obstacle

The album I was referring to in my last post was You Can't Imagine How Much Fun We're Having. Last night Slug came into my dream. In the dream he made a poster on the spot for me with a sharpie. I couldn't think of a question to ask him until he started walking off. I asked him why he didn't play Little Man and Always Coming Back Home... at the last Toronto show. Too bad I can't remember his answer and I still hate him for it. But at the end of it, I asked if I could buy him a drink. Blaargh.