Dream: Johnny C. and Aiden Q.
I went to a concert given by Johnny Cunningham (Scots fiddler extraordinaire) and Aidan Quinn (I had no idea who Aidan Quinn was or what he played — just that he did. Possibly piano??? The name really stood out in my mind). It was disappointing because, although they played the entire time, Johnny played the fiddle for only one part of one tune. I don’t know what was going on the rest of the time.
I must have been younger because I returned to the parental home. It turns out that my mother was hosting Romulans(?) (Star Trek) and that she’d smuggled them in by tunneling them into their room(?) since they couldn’t or wouldn’t go in any other way.
I was in my bathrobe talking to her in the dim light, and suddenly there were Johnny and Aidan, signing autographs. They all asked me if I wanted coffee (it was 2 a.m.), but by then I felt really confused and just wanted to sleep. But now it seemed more like the back of a concert venue than home, and people were milling about getting autographs, and I felt pressured into getting one. I found an old brown envelope from the University of Chicago and thought Johnny would just sign it. But he ended up writing all kinds of odd symbols that looked like a brilliant scientific discovery in green ink all over it.
I was still confused when I woke up.
So, is Johnny a Romulan???
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