I had a dream that I was watching the finale of American Idol.  I was in the audience but it was an outside venue because the crowd had grew to the size of a football stadium.  I swear I was just at an outdoor concert in the summer.  None of the contestants are people that I’ve seen before and all of the songs were songs I’ve never heard before.  They each had a special celebrity guest that they could use in their performance to help out with tv ratings.  1 girl was singing a western song and had Brad Pitt riding a mechanical bull while she sang.

The show was great and I was having fun mingling with the people in the crowd until I hear some people pass me and say, “You better vote for my favorite.”  There were thugs in the crowd trying to convince us to vote for their singer.  Next thing I heard was “FIGHT FIGHT!”  I walked over to where the crowd fled from and saw 3 dead bodies lying on the ground.

Ryan Seacrest stopped the show and told the crowd that since the voters were threatened by death if they didn’t vote a certain way and since there were actual fatalities, the show was canceled.  He made the announcement and then ran behind stage and began climbing. The crowd turned into an angry mob and started to rush the stage.  Ryan reached the top of the stage and a helicopter threw down a rope to him.   He barely escaped the crowd.  While the helicopter was trying to reel him in, the mob found a rope and was trying to throw it at Ryan Seacrest, missing him by inches.

The person that was reeling Ryan in was Mario Lopez.

But in my dream he had coral colored lipstick on.  The gayest color a man could ever wear. Turns out that there were crips, bloods, and punks in the competition who decided to win by any means necessary.  No convictions were made.

I woke up feeling traumatized.