Last night I had another dream about Dave Grohl from the Foo Fighters. I was helping the band put on a concert in a super small venue, and I had to set up all the electrical equipment for them to perform. Dave came over to me, shaking his floppy hair, and told me he was thinking about giving himself a hair cut before they took the stage. I was so star-struck - even though I knew him well since this wasn't the first show I'd helped them with - I just nodded and smiled at him. He laughed and winked at me, then walked back to where the rest of the band was setting up their instruments. I got back to work, but after a short period of time I noticed that fans had started arriving and were making a ton of noise, trying to get in to the standing room only venue. I went over to Dave to ask if they were ready to start letting people in; I had to walk through closed doors to get to him, though, and on the other side were fans that the band presumably had let in. I demanded to know why, and Dave - with a shaved head, now - explained that these fans had paid for VIP tickets and therefore were granted early admittance to the show. I hadn't known that that was an option, so I sighed in annoyance because I thought I should have; Dave smiled at me and said that everything was fine. I smiled back and he winked at me. Before I said or did anything stupid, I turned around and walked back to where the equipment was, passing a tall, cast iron sculpture of a long-eared bunny sitting on a wood cabinet by the doors.
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