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I almost forgot to tell you all about my dream the other night! Not quite as good as Bill's dream where he made Lionel Ritchie cry, but still entertaining.
I was out in the country at a farm-type of place (lots of fields and open space) and there were a bunch of people out there for some sort of event, like racing cars on a big homemade track or something similar. You know how dreams are and how some details never quite solidify. Anyway, I was videotaping the event and Ozzy Osbourne was there and a whole bunch of people who worked with him, helped him tour, etc, but all these people were totally slagging on Ozzy behind his back, saying he was over, done, washed up, too old, etc. Ozzy knew what they were saying and he was pretty sad about it, very down and depressed. I was worried he might even be suicidal and nobody else seemed to care at all. I was shocked. I decided I better talk to him. I went over to him and said, "Hey Ozzy, don't be down, man. You are Ozzy Osbourne, for crying out loud! All the music you've made, Sabbath, the TV show, all that stuff means something to millions of people out there. You've had a huge impact on them. You're important, Ozzy!" He started coming around a bit but was shy about all my lavish attentions. Some of the people were milling around, checking out the situation and I looked around from person to person and then turned back to Ozzy and started singing in a deep voice: "Come on, Ozzy... I AM I-RON MAN..." as I was motioning with my hands to get everybody else to join in, which they did. So we all sang and Ozzy got happy and all was well.
Funny thing is, I don't particularly like Ozzy's music. Oh well, you can thank me later. I saved him.

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