I’m not sure what it says about my subconscious mind that the last genuinely vivid dream I had involved a discussion of the legal issues surrounding the new Girl Talk album. A friend and I were sitting at a bar — I’m pretty sure it was the Pencil Factory — and we talked copyright law and potential enforcement. And…that’s it. No “and then I punched a werewolf”, no “and then we realized we could fly”. Just a sightly more verbose version of a conversation I’d normally have.
I don’t know if this should worry me.