Last night I dreamed that I was in the movie: Caveman. Wow. What the hell, right? I mean--Dennis Quaid, Ringo Starr, and Shelly Long tramping around as neolithic gang-stars, livin' la vida loca and eating pterodactyl eggs? Okay, so its cooler than I previously thought. But still, it was a dream that I had and I have to live with it.
The best part about the dream was the fact that though I was a caveman myself, I was also looking tirelessly for a copy of the Caveman DVD. Which I am sure is just as difficult to find in real life as it is in my subconscious. Perhaps I will seek it out today, make a few phone calls in my spare time--or not. Anyway, if you have not seen Caveman, take a few shots, opening up a bag of Sour Patch Kids and enjoy.