But I have to talk about this dream I had this morning.
I dreamed that I had somehow hooked up with a buch of comedians, I was friends with a bunch of famous comedians even though I, myself, am not a comedian. We were at a bar, it was me and maybe three other guys, and I think they were real people in the dream like say Ray Romano or something, but I can't remember who they were. In addition to these three mediocre (but not crappy) comedians, also at the bar with us was Jonathan Katz. And then later Steve Martin arrived.
So we hung out and we laughed and we drinked and, true to life, both Jon and Steve were very dry and fairly serious. Katz was a little more joking than Steve. And I think they liked me a little! In the dream I wasn't totally sure, but now that I know it's a dream I can toss modesty aside and state that they did, indeed, like me. Katz left early and then Steve left a little later, and he looked sad to be doing so, but he did anyway. I don't think he wanted to leave me. He gave me two dollars and on one of them signed "Steve Martin" which is somewhat unusual, I read once that he gives out business cards when he meets fans but that was a long-ass time ago, I don't know if he still does that. Also, both Jon Katz and Steve Martin had designed liquors, like the way famous people design perfumes, and Katz's was pretty good but Steve's was actually really quite tasty. I had a shot of one but it was so good I decided to have a double shot on the rocks, but then Steve left and then the rest of us left and we went to some sorority where we took up the second part of some other part of the dream, which wasn't as interesting and didn't have brilliant comedians in love with me in it, so fuck it, my brain didn't even bother remembering it.