There's a dream that almost everyone has. I'll admit I've had it more than a few times, although not recently. It goes like this: It's the day of your final exam, and you realize you haven't attended class all semester and you have no idea how to answer any of the questions.
The Washington Post analyzes that common dream today.
My fellow radio folks have a similar dream. Our song is ending, and we have nothing ready to go. No other song. Nothing prepared to say. Nothing within reach to save us. Just had that dream a few weeks ago after not having it for many years. Guess the new podcast is bringing that oldie but goodie back into my bloodstream.