Dreams from January 25, 2010:

I went to Denny’s in the morning to make a reservation for 7:00pm. I was told that the last table was just reserved by The Who. Disappointed, I jokingly told the hostess that that shouldn’t matter because I was a member of the Rolling Stones. She believed me and said there would be a table ready. When I showed up that night with some family and friends, Denny’s told The Who they had to leave and give us their table because the Rolling Stones were much better. Needless to say, they were mad, especially the one who know I wasn’t in the Rolling Stones. I apologized, but still took their table. Afterwards, the food was disgusting and the service was awful – the waitress even said she was doing a bad job. Then I mercifully woke up.