Watching music videos and reading (if a song catches my attention inspite of reading a good book, I'll watch the video).  A Timberlake vid came on, and reminded me of the wacky dream I had last night.

Basically, I was on stage singing with Justin Timberlake.

Now, point A.  I can sing moderately well, best in a chorus, but a featured performer?  Yeah right.

Point B.  Justin Timberlake is creepy.  He's got a girly voice (to me), he dated Britney Spears and he's totally a wigger.  Ew.

I'm thinking my psyche was trying to give me a nightmare, but only managed silliness instead.