I'm with a couple of people, waiting for the bus. But my stuff is all messy and keeps falling out of my bag, a clear rectangular one like we use for sports these days. As the bus arrives (a school bus), I am trying to gather all my stuff - mostly gloves, at least several pairs, and hats, that kind of stuff) by holding it up against the wall, but pieces keep falling out (*). My two companions get on the bus, and I tell them, don't wait for me, I can catch up with a hired car or taxi or something.

I get my stuff all under control, and I end up going into a dark bar, walls all painted black, where I am surprised to find that Air Supply, who are old guys now, are playing to a small audience, just like a dozen or so people. I sit in the back and get out my camera to take some pictures with the close-up zoom lens. One of them looks over at me as if in greeting.

From a passageway along the side, Amy Poehler emerges in a black dress, and I'm surprised to notice how small she is - like 5'2". I prepare to take a quick picture of her too, but she seems to suddenly remember she forgot something, and turns back into the passageway.

(*) This is pretty much the bag and contents I took to the baseball game that night