It was a couple of nights ago... It started out like any other night. Midnight rolled around, and I started considering the concept of sleeping to be a more and more acceptable activity. I don't recall 'zactly what time I went to bed, much less what time I fell asleep. What I DO remember, however, is that when I awoke... I CLEARLY remembered this dream, only realizing it was indeed a dream, because I think I would remember if Garth Brooks HAD actually been in my car with me in reality.

*giggle*

Ok, so that's pretty much it... There I was, ironically in the BACK SEAT of my car with Garth... no, it's okay. Come back. This dream is rated PG. It's family friendly. Hehe...

Anyway, we were having a hmmmmm... lively discussion, we'll call it. I was sitting there reassuring him...

"Garth listen... just because I've been following ZAC lately, doesn't mean I don't still like YOUR music!! I mean... look around you! I have both your boxed sets in my car, one in each pocket (on the back of the two front seats --- and yes, I really DO have both of Garth's boxed sets there!)... I have a "got garth?" sticker proudly displayed in my rear window. Then, there's the stuff in my house. Above my computer monitor proudly sits a "Limited Edition" Garth Brooks poster... I have a Garth Brooks Blvd. sign in my bedroom, along with a couple of autographed pictures! I mean... even online, for the longest time, it was all Garth-related stuff. My screen name for the LONGEST time was MsMidnight77 --- MsMidnight cuz of your song Mr Midnight... and the 77 cuz that was your number when you participated in spring training with the Padres!!"

I went on and on in an effort to prove to him that I still DO love him and his music. I have a new love right now, yes, but I haven't abandoned him.

Or Gary.

However, I refuse to incriminate myself by rattling off ALL the 'evidence' I supplied him with...