last night i dreamed that the clippers signed me as an undrafted free agent, sometime in the middle of the season. it was a surprise to be picked up because i'm not that great at basketball, but in my first game i played pretty well in limited minutes: i think i was 2/3 from the floor for 4 points (two 15-footers) and a couple of assists, no TOs. no memories of playing defense but presumably i was not great. i'm only 5-11, after all, with short arms.
after the game i went out to a bar but when i got there i realized i didn't have my driver's license, so i couldn't get in. i went home and while i was looking through my mail i realized i hadn't gotten my game check. in fact, i wasn't even sure how much money i had signed for.
later, still in the dream, i saw on facebook that my brother was making really cool, very intricate sculptures out of sculpy, and i decided to try to do the same. it was hard.
the end.