I had a semi awesome, semi freaky dream last night.
My family and I seemed to be running some kind of huge bed and breakfast, or resort, or something. There were guests everywhere and I remember I was driving some of them around in a golf cart. Only, in one of the rooms there was this big bed, and I was laying on it, and looking out the big picture window. The window looked right into this little one-room cottage thing, and there, curled up on the couch together?
Gerard Way and Frank Iero.
There were a bunch of teenagers walking through and fan-teeny-ing all over the place, and the guys were super gracious and nice and were signing things. But then Gerard got up and closed the door, like they were hiding. And Frank looked up at me (through the window) and put his finger to his mouth, like, "Shhhh." And I nodded and rolled my eyes, and then we both cracked up and laughed at each other, through two windows, totally giggling and falling apart like idiots, it was awesome.
I think I figured that was license to go say hi, because I got up and was going to head over (for purposes of understanding this part, please realize that my hair is very short, and all brushed forward, in kind of a shaggy pixie cut). I was getting ready and suddenly realized that I had LONG HAIR. But ONLY IN THE BACK. And that I was going bald on top, for serious. And that in order to look normal I had to brush the hair in the back up over my head, and then I looked exactly like normal, only it was the combover from HELL. Yeah, I have no idea here. But I looked fine and headed out, hoping that no one would touch my hair and reveal my giant bald head, and then, of course, I woke up.
I never got to meet Gerard and Frank, even in the dream. But they were awesomely cute, and obviously together (apparently my subconscious is a tinhat! Who knew!), so even with the baldness/freak mullet/combover thing, I overall count it as a win.