"Once upon a time, I, Chuang Chou, dreamt I was a butterfly, fluttering hither and thither, to all intents and purposes a butterfly. I was conscious only of my happiness as a butterfly, unaware that I was Chou. Soon I awaked, and there I was, veritably myself again. Now I do not know whether I was then a man dreaming I was a butterfly, or whether I am now a butterfly, dreaming I am a man." --Patrick reading River's Cuomo quoting Zhuang. Somehow this all relates to a new Weezer record. Jen and Patrick return from their extended recess to process the two new singles off the forthcoming Pacific Daydream. Not hearing guitar solos, but those lyrics are the right kind of dumb.