I had the coolest dream last night. I purchased a bar and turned it into a gay bar & restaurant.
It was in a place where it served drinks on the weekdays, but was a restaurant on the weekends when people were more likely to be staying in the hotel.
There was a stage, and I had a mix of aliens and drag queens performing.
The queen bee was a gorilla with octopus tentacles for legs.
There was lots of 20's jazz featured, and the place was popular with single ladies who wanted fruity margaritas and a patio (which faced a freeway).
At one point we had to use our alien/drag makeup skills to hide someone from a bad boyfriend. Anyway, it was a super-fun place to be, in dreamland.