Sufjan Stevens was holding a Midnight Christmas Extravaganza in the middle of a lightly snow-covered gravel church parking lot in Indiana. I was working the event; I helped set up the large red, white, and green stage, the speakers, the various decorations, and microphones. After a lot of hard work (too boring to write down here), the show was ready.
About two hundred people showed up on the cold night and sat down with their hot chocolates and watched the show, while I watched from side and backstage. Sufjan put on an excellent show, performing in several costumes including the following: teddy bear, Christmas frog, elf, tree, snowshoe.
During the finale, a bunch of people with paper-mache reindeer heads (8 in all) jumped on stage and dance alongside jolly old Sufjan. At that moment, I noticed that Santa had not made an appearance during the entire show and, for some reason, that upset me very much. I dashed to the trunk of my car, pulled out my Santa suit, and hopped onstage and joined in the fun. I did some amazing acrobatic dance moves, and even climbed to the top of the trussing, swing across the stage, and slid down the heavily decorated Christmas tree. It was awesome, and the audience let me know it.
After the show, the crew set up a long dining table and a large Christmas turkey, as well as all kinds of other tasty foods, were brought out for Sufjan and his gang. I was getting ready to leave, but Sufjan grabbed me and placed me in the seat of honor right next to his. I dined with him and had a merry time indeed.
At the end of the meal, he asked me if I would join his troupe and become his full-time Santa. Immediately I answered, "Certainly, Sufjan!" He told me to take the next hour to pack up all of my belongings and to meet him back at his larger-than-life tour bus.
Then I awoke.
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