Crazy Stephen Fry (and House) dreams.
Okay, so nights ago I had a dream that Stephen Fry was yelling at me for not going to hear him speak in Michigan years ago. I said I had moved by that time and had no control over it, being 7 and all. We went out to the parking lot and I rode a push-scooter around him and found 4 pennies on the concrete. We ended up holding hands in secret and going back inside. I guess we made up.
Then I had a dream about my grandmother living in California and I didn't wanna go home, yet. I had a room there with photos of my dog from when I was little. She said I could get a job at the ocean and stay. We went there and she got mugged but I beat the guy up and he got arrested. At the ocean, I would be babysitting little kids. A tidal wave came, my grandmother was a child and I had to save her from drowning. We held on to buildings and watched some weird stars in the sky. I took photos and zoomed in to see aliens in a race through Earth. They had giant spiders they were riding on. They sent a message saying they'd destroy us all. I went with my friend to hide and others said we should stay and fight. I said to at least give us a couple of guys in case we have to repopulate the Earth (yeah right). They tried to give us two gay guys, which wouldn't have worked, lol! We left and were in an empty department store where I found House and claimed him as my man, much to my friend's objections. A vacuum cleaner was running itself. House and I were naming people after "House" characters. We figured who would be Cuddy, who would be Cameron and who would be Wilson (we said him at the same exact time). Wilson bit my wrist. He had fangs. I had to lay on a table with a tube down my throat to keep the blood from pooling. It cleared up, I couldn't breathe, they cut the top of the tube and clear liquid medicine came out. I was informed I had a bacteria.
I went to get a pair of turquoise scrubs (we were all wearing them), my friend took the last pair, I was stuck with black ones. Washing up outside under the fountain was a no-no since it was dark and who knew if aliens were about. Two doors to the outside were open. I made a fuss. No one cared. House and I were secretly dating. Someone caught me waiting for him by the clothes rack, I said I was getting clothes and a blanket while I could still shop safely. They bought it. We all had booths we slept in. I found House watching TV on a sofa. I knelt and offered to rub his leg. He declined. I wanted to tell everyone we were dating. He disagreed. Along came a remote controlled dog. It left and I asked House if he had been working the vacuum earlier. He hadn't. He said it had stretched itself to make room for humans in it's bag. The aliens were controlling the electronics on Earth. The dog came back. I jumped up on the furniture. House remained where he was. I threw things at it. I missed. He said, "That would have worked....if you had actually hit it." I smashed it with a CD stand of some sort. We noticed ants with giant shadows on the ceiling. Time to relocate to a safer room. Through the kitchen and into another room. Closed off the door. The aliens could make things big.
Cut to last night when I was in a mall arcade finding free change. Went into the main mall area and messed around by an elevator. Stopped to watch Stephen filming in a fancy dining room with two large tables. Lots of people seated. He stood and started a speech. I sat and my wooden chair made a loud squeak. He stopped and started yelling non-stop. He walked by me and tossed a cup of water over his shoulder onto the floor. Just the water, not the cup. The mop boy had to clean it up as he grumbled about it being done purposely. Two other spots were cleaned up but they were in the script. I decided to no longer be a Stephen fan because of how irate he got and how he treated the help. He came back, I sat still making sure not to move. Another squeak, but Stephen continued with his lines. But then went into a big stink about how he can't work when certain people keep disrupting the set. I was about to sit on the floor, but went over and leaned back on the wall by the elevator. I folded my arms and just stood there. Stephen kept going on about everything, including the shadow I was casting by standing there like that. There was a break in the filming and he got people to put up paper on the wall across from me so they could draw me. I turned out looking like a bug, but then I realized he had them draw me as Doc Ock with tentacles. Then he started going on about my Alfred Molina website and others sites I have. I realized he knew who I was. I considered re-opening my Stephen site because I knew he knew about it and he wasn't mad anymore, but actually kidding around in a serious tone.
I wanted to get my camera out to take a photo, but knew the flash would start another Stephen rant. I sat on the floor and a band was sitting on my left. One of the guys said I could call his friend "Harry" and I could call him "Body." I laughed (it was funny at the time), and caught Stephen's eye. I quickly shut up.
And that's about it.
Then I had a dream about my grandmother living in California and I didn't wanna go home, yet. I had a room there with photos of my dog from when I was little. She said I could get a job at the ocean and stay. We went there and she got mugged but I beat the guy up and he got arrested. At the ocean, I would be babysitting little kids. A tidal wave came, my grandmother was a child and I had to save her from drowning. We held on to buildings and watched some weird stars in the sky. I took photos and zoomed in to see aliens in a race through Earth. They had giant spiders they were riding on. They sent a message saying they'd destroy us all. I went with my friend to hide and others said we should stay and fight. I said to at least give us a couple of guys in case we have to repopulate the Earth (yeah right). They tried to give us two gay guys, which wouldn't have worked, lol! We left and were in an empty department store where I found House and claimed him as my man, much to my friend's objections. A vacuum cleaner was running itself. House and I were naming people after "House" characters. We figured who would be Cuddy, who would be Cameron and who would be Wilson (we said him at the same exact time). Wilson bit my wrist. He had fangs. I had to lay on a table with a tube down my throat to keep the blood from pooling. It cleared up, I couldn't breathe, they cut the top of the tube and clear liquid medicine came out. I was informed I had a bacteria.
I went to get a pair of turquoise scrubs (we were all wearing them), my friend took the last pair, I was stuck with black ones. Washing up outside under the fountain was a no-no since it was dark and who knew if aliens were about. Two doors to the outside were open. I made a fuss. No one cared. House and I were secretly dating. Someone caught me waiting for him by the clothes rack, I said I was getting clothes and a blanket while I could still shop safely. They bought it. We all had booths we slept in. I found House watching TV on a sofa. I knelt and offered to rub his leg. He declined. I wanted to tell everyone we were dating. He disagreed. Along came a remote controlled dog. It left and I asked House if he had been working the vacuum earlier. He hadn't. He said it had stretched itself to make room for humans in it's bag. The aliens were controlling the electronics on Earth. The dog came back. I jumped up on the furniture. House remained where he was. I threw things at it. I missed. He said, "That would have worked....if you had actually hit it." I smashed it with a CD stand of some sort. We noticed ants with giant shadows on the ceiling. Time to relocate to a safer room. Through the kitchen and into another room. Closed off the door. The aliens could make things big.
Cut to last night when I was in a mall arcade finding free change. Went into the main mall area and messed around by an elevator. Stopped to watch Stephen filming in a fancy dining room with two large tables. Lots of people seated. He stood and started a speech. I sat and my wooden chair made a loud squeak. He stopped and started yelling non-stop. He walked by me and tossed a cup of water over his shoulder onto the floor. Just the water, not the cup. The mop boy had to clean it up as he grumbled about it being done purposely. Two other spots were cleaned up but they were in the script. I decided to no longer be a Stephen fan because of how irate he got and how he treated the help. He came back, I sat still making sure not to move. Another squeak, but Stephen continued with his lines. But then went into a big stink about how he can't work when certain people keep disrupting the set. I was about to sit on the floor, but went over and leaned back on the wall by the elevator. I folded my arms and just stood there. Stephen kept going on about everything, including the shadow I was casting by standing there like that. There was a break in the filming and he got people to put up paper on the wall across from me so they could draw me. I turned out looking like a bug, but then I realized he had them draw me as Doc Ock with tentacles. Then he started going on about my Alfred Molina website and others sites I have. I realized he knew who I was. I considered re-opening my Stephen site because I knew he knew about it and he wasn't mad anymore, but actually kidding around in a serious tone.
I wanted to get my camera out to take a photo, but knew the flash would start another Stephen rant. I sat on the floor and a band was sitting on my left. One of the guys said I could call his friend "Harry" and I could call him "Body." I laughed (it was funny at the time), and caught Stephen's eye. I quickly shut up.
And that's about it.