I'm not sure what it is about me-- Perhaps its nuclear waste-filled air floating from Southern Utah? Perhaps the excessive amounts of caffeine in my bloodstream? Frankly, scientists are at a loss. --I have weird dreams.
Like the night The Honeyman and I were at my office which turned into DisneyWorld. Suddenly the place was flooded and I was trying to find a lost baby, who I think it was Meridith. Ryan and I got split up and at one point I saw him inside a giftshop whose front doors were closed up because of the flooding. I had to sneak around to a back door where there was a sign that read "Admission: 13 cents" I didn't have any money, so I stood near the doorway and yelled to him.
Soon the water was incredibly high and I was swimming around still trying to find the baby. Elizabeth Taylor was nearby, clinging on to some floating wood. I thought, "Wow, that looks like Elizabeth Taylor...but she's so young, it can't be her!" Then I heard her talking to herself, "And I always say 'Lizzy, you must!'" I thought, "Yay! It is Elizabeth Taylor, only thirty years younger!" Soon she was being attacked by a half-fish half-Gollum creature, who was trying to pull her into the water while mumbling "My precious". I just floated nearby, watching, wondering if now would be a good time to ask for her autograph.
...Then I woke up...
Or how about the other day when I was at some sort of amusement park with my whole family when I decided to go into a little coffee shop-type place. It started raining outside so I sat down. I soon realized that one of the guys at the table nearby was Jordan Knight (there's a sign I'm watching too much of The Surreal Life!). Soon a girl walked up to me and said, "You want to ask him for his autograph." I denied it (though I did) and said, "Besides, I was little when New Kids on the Block was big. Like 6-years-old." She said, "Dang, I feel old!" Then she, Jordan, and I left to the her apartment where we were going to watch a movie. Thats kind of where it fades out. I know there was a bit more, but I can't make sense of it. Something about me ignoring Jordan, I think there might have been another guy there...I just don't remember.
Perhaps it is a sign that I need more friends, eh? ;) Too much TV? Too many celebrities on the brain?
Who knows.
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