A parallel universe where everyone is a dude and everything is cool. Dudeland has its own time zone, which is usually about 5 hours behind ours and will always be at least 20 minutes picking you up. Time also moves much more slowly in dudeland - it seems 5 hours behind but it is really 1988. All the dudes communicate by sharing a collective conscious which maximizes the use of its most endangered natural resource - brain cells. This explains how all the dudes understand each other when they mumble and/or can go for hours without speaking and still know that another dude wants nachos. It also explains why dudes are convinced that they DID tell you about losing your ATM card, setting the microwave on fire, or having to spend the weekend in jail - everyone in dudeland already knows and he forgot that you don't share the dudeland telepathy. Dudeland rocks because there is no responsibility such as jobs, because every day is filled with drinking, smoking, and jamming. In other words, a dude-topia.
I thought he was dead just staring into space like that, but he was really in Dudeland.