Jerry Dreams In The Days Between

Woke up to a pleasant visit from Jerry's avatar in the land of dreams this morning.  
 

I was in my record shop, listening to some 12 disc box set of unearthed Grateful Dead recordings  that one of my cool older hippie lady regulars had traded in.  Jerry wanders in and asks what's playing.  I show him the set, remarking that it's missing the first two discs, but that it sounds pretty amazing.  Jerry's over in the corner digging through the records when a blistering version of Might As Well comes on.  I say to him, "you hear that?  That's so dirty and so good", and he laughs and says "yeah, I guess so".  Then he comes up to the counter and hands me a pile of records he wants to buy, and says "I'll get that too", gesturing to the box set.  I say "I haven't had a chance to price it yet" and there is an awkward pregnant pause, then I think that "it's Jerry, and all he gave to me, I'll just give it to him", and then I woke up.

a land of dreams, for you and me, in a Russian lullaby

Happy Jerry Days people.