Birdwell ([email protected])
Fri, 1 Jan 1999 05:26:29 -0500
I have had a few U2 dreams...nothing spectacular...just a bit miffed that I
never get Bono alone in any of my dreams ;)...either Edge or Ali are there.
I guess even my sub-conscious has a conscience...grin. But I have one that
kinda sticks out in my mind...a friend and I were sitting at these tables on
campus...talking, snacking...when Bono walks by, stops, comes back and sits
at our table and joins our conversation...I forget what we were going on
about. But to get back....at length he asks us our names...my friends
introduces herself and I give him my name...my real name...(I almost always
introduce myself in social situations as Birdwell), Krys Evans. At this
point Bono gets really excited...and says he has GOT to get the Edge. So he
runs off screaming "I've got to find the other Evans!!" And so it ends...I
hate waking up from good dreams...but the reason this particular dream stuck
in my mind was that this was my first time on the campus, so I hadn't seen
everything yet. A few weeks later I was exploring and found the place where
my dream had taken place. It was a fucking surreal de ja vu! Perhaps I
need to go to the doctor...grin.
Oh I want to thank the girl who has the Miami Girl website...I was purousing
it and having a marvelous time...living vicariously through those lucky,
lucky girls!
Happy New Years!! May all of you have peace and prosperity! Here's to the
genius sparking out of Dublin!
ta ta,
Birdwell
p.s. curiosity also kills birds...has any one ever had anysort of
precognitive anything about U2...anysort of oddity? Write me about it??
Come Visit us! The Dublin Meatpackers!
http://www.geocities.com/SunsetStrip/Birdland/3110/
you can swallow, or you can spit, or you can just fucking duck!
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