Ophelia's Book O' Fun II

I dreamed I met Paul Simon again. During some sort of concert intermission, some of the audience and I were hanging around in some kind of break room. Paul came down and sat at my table, and we chitchatted a bit. Later he was talking with Sorn, who gave him a noogie. "I said, easy, personal space y'all." Paul was like "Do not EVER. TOUCH. MY HAIR!!!" Then he left for a bit. When he came back into the room, he gave a big speech about not ever touching him, and no rocking in your seats, and similar-haired children shouldn't sit together. Then he grabbed his stuff and left. I was like, good going guys.

Dumb dream.