Last night has to have been the weirdest night for me as far as dreams go.
One dream was about some sort of Twilight event. I was with a group of people who were all going to interview and meet the cast of Twilight. I was on the panel, but there was only one person who was doing the talking. I felt really out of place. I questioned why I was even there. The leader wrote down the questions and points to hit while the rest of us just sat there. Most of it I didn't pay attention to. Then the leader passed out $20 bills to all of us. I wasn't sure why we were being given this money. I thought we had to give it to the cast for their time, but then I thought we were getting paid. The next thing was that I knew I wanted to say hi to Kristen Stewart who played Bella. She was in the movie version of the book Speak and I just loved it. Both movie and book. So I readied myself and stood in line to speak to her. She almost passed right by me without a second glance. I stuck my hand out and she shook it, but didn't look at me. As she was running off, I said, "Loved you in Speak." She stopped and said, "What?" I repeated what I'd said. She just nodded her head and left.
I just stood there thinking how bizarre that was. I said to someone, "That was the worst possible fan encounter." I then started listing all the better experiences I'd had. I listed meeting Chris Isaak as the top. "Chris Isaak concert...way, WAY better!"
Then it morphed into another dream as I was thinking of all the fan encounters I'd had. I claimed I'd met a couple of the actors from MASH. Not true, but suddenly there was the encounter. I ran into either Mike Ferrall or Wayne Rogers at our local hospital. Not sure which now. And he (whoever it was) was so nice and sweet. I asked for a picture and he was very accommodating. I then said how we should get Harry Morgan to join us. I added that he was working there at the hospital and he said, "Well, let's go get him!" We found him and they posed for a picture with me.
And for another wacked out dream...I was at work helping my boss sort out recyclable cans. In Oregon we have a can deposit and we were sorting out the cans that could be taken back to the grocery store for cash and which ones couldn't. We also have a Pepsi machine at our work and all the brands we have in the machine the pepsi guy will take back and give us a refund on our purchases through them. So we were sorting out the cans that go in the big Pepsi bin, the ones that we could take back and the ones that just get regular recycled.
You'd think I did some wild and crazy stuff before bed. I watched some Jon & Kate, read a book and tried to write more of my novel. Oh, and saw Wall-e.
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