I’m always tremendously stoked when I’m asked to write something for Eater- one of the only websites I read on a daily basis. Hope you all like this essay about one of the most fun jobs I’ve ever had in my life. And if anyone from the Pip’s family every comes across this, give me a call. I miss you all terribly.
About a week ago, we were asked by the editors of Eater to keep a dream journal for a few days so that they could share it with their readers. I was initially skeptical, because usually whenever someone begins a sentence with “You’ll never believe the dream I had last night!”, my brain automatically cuts to stock footage of two monkeys knife fighting. However, there’s no way in hell I’d ever say no to Eater - those guys could probably have a piece of my liver if they asked politely. It was actually a great exercise. I ended up learning a few things about myself and about Matt, and we’re glad to share some of those things with you.
And to keep it a teensy bit interesting for you guys, I’ve added some first person analysis. I’d love to hear your thoughts as well, so please feel free to leave them in Eaters comments section- just click on the title of this post and it will take you straight there. Enjoy!
