7/28/11 I somehow had a strong connection to the Billy tour. I was hanging out with the kids in the show while the show was still in progress. My dad saw the show once without me and saw Daniel Russell. There was some weird (mountain?) stop I went to with them.
Something about... a museum... or some kind of exhibit... there were menacing punk rockers... or really like a combination of that and 50s greasers... Me being upset because they turned my sculpture into some sort of weird hanging chandelier piece and it wasn't accurate to the concept drawing at all... Something about... I don't know, Broadway opera singers in weird pink fluffy costumes and big fake wigs floating through a giant cotton candy machine. Then I was fighting with Mom about plane tickets, she'd bought tickets home for everyone but me...