Beyond the Wall of Sleep

Perhaps a diversion is needed. A diversion to draw your attention away from the fact that I haven't posted anything interesting regarding the Red Sox, the Miracles of The Baseball Jesus, books, movies or any of the other subjects I'm prone to go on and on about. A diversion to draw your eyes away from the hideous mess my template has become.

I submit, for your perusal, an account of the rather strange dream I had last night.

I dreamt that Welcome Back Kotter was on the air, indeed that it had never gone off the air, instead enjoying a triumphant run through season after season. Down through the years, teenage actors and their wisecracking teachers paraded across the screen for our entertainment.

And I dreamt that while Gabe Kaplan was no longer the teacher on the show, he was still contractually obligated to appear on Welcome Back Kotter once a season as a guest star. So I dreamt of an episode of Welcome Back Kotter airing in 2004, in which an inexplicably white-haired Kaplan returned to the classroom to visit his successor.

Make of that what you will; I certainly have no idea what it means.