Batman, blonde actresses, and my car
Had a dream last night that I was Batman. A sort of just-starting-out Batman, and I was very emo and angsty because the police didn't like me and didn't want to work with me, a young upstart of a dark knight. So I was wandering around Walmart (yes Walmart. as Batman.) and I ran into Scarlet Johannson, whose name in my dream was Charlize Theron, and we decided to hit a party. Well, Scarlize Therannson got slobbering drunk, while I stood all Batman-like aloof from the frivolous entertainment of the silly masses, so I went to drive her home. By the way, my Batmobile was my PT Cruiser. In real life, I call it my warrior-princess mobile, so I guess it's not that far off. Anyway, I had to pull over in this park to get gas, and while I wasn't paying attention, Charlet Joharon ran out of the car and toward the park's lake, apparently intent on drowning her sorrows and her hangover (because she was still drunk and had a hangover already - so my subconscious is a little fuzzy on the details of intoxication. Big surprise.). I had to run after my melancholy, inebriated friend and drag her bodily back to the car. Which wasn't there. Someone had stolen my Batmocruiser. This was just adding insult to injury, since I already wasn't getting any respect from the police department. You know they'd never steal Wonder Woman's jet. Of course, it's invisible (which I have trouble spelling, because I'm so used to my username). Anyhow, I had to file a report about my car while CharJo ScarTher moped around and whined.
I woke up late.
peace, love, and excel spreadsheets.
I woke up late.
peace, love, and excel spreadsheets.