Damn you, CHUD. Because this thread was the last thing I looked at before I went to sleep last night, I had the weirdest dream I've had in a long time.
Not being someone who follows music at all, I have no idea who Amy Winehouse is other than what I've read about her here. And in my dream, I was compelled to 'save' this troubled woman from destroying herself... at some mundane office complex... where there was some kind of huge press conference for the cast and crew of The Dark Knight (no, Heath Ledger didn't come back to life). The Dark Knight? Once again, damn you CHUD.
How did the dream end? It didn't really. Eventually, I screamed myself awake when some creepy Winehouse assassin stabbed me in my tummy with a used syringe!!!
It was a fun dream.