Going Ape

Ever have recurring dreams? Last night's was a doozy.

I was a featured player on Saturday Night Live. As is typical for some episodes for featured cast members, I had nothing to do that night. The place was still hopping, though.

King Kong was in the studio. Bound in chains and caged, if memory serves. He was going to be part of the show later on. He wasn't happy. Before long, he broke free and laid waste to the place. A big serving of gorilla-shaped chaos.

I got out unharmed, but I was in the minority. This is not the first time I've had this dream. Go figure.