Last night, I dreamed that I was a finalist in American Idol, and that I had to get up on stage and sing this Aerosmith song, but I couldn’t remember the lyrics and was frantically googling to find them while an audience of 12 million waited for me to sing. This is patently ridiculous, because I know EVERY WORD IN THIS SONG. It is the best. Ever. I stand by that opinion. 

A few months ago, Kendrick, Julia and I went to the Jane Hotel (it was some kind of an after-afterparty for a Harlem Shakes show, and also Liv Tyler’s birthday party, oddly) and missed Steven Tyler by about five minutes. I think I actually teared up.