Had another strange dream last night...

I was in a strange house with a lot of rooms...kind of maze-like. The outside looked like some kind of country club. I opened a door to a room and a young Joe Strummer had his pants down and I think he was on the phone. I quickly shut the door, and as I was going down the hallway, he came out after me and he was saying, "you know I love my wife, right?" but he acted like he wanted me. In another room, I was standing behind a young Hunter S. Thompson and he was fumbling around looking for something near the floor and he was humming the tune "Bom ba ba bom ba bom ba bom bom ba ba bom ba ba bom ba ba dang a dang dang" from Blue Moon.