Dec 28, 2010 02:25
Ordered from most to least absolutely friggin ridiculous.
1. Become a blacksmith. In the 19th Century. For this I require a time machine, which will help me achieve other improbable dreams.
2. Join a motorcycle gang. Need bad ass moniker like "Beelzebub's BFF" or something. Also, so much leather vest.
3. Work for Jim Henson's Muppet Studio. Create a foil character to Miss Piggy, dubbed "Mouse Bitch." The fight for Kermit's love by playing chicken out on Old Mill Rd. Um. Of course, that character is still in development...
4. Move to California by driving a UHaul filled with my stuff and like 3 friends. Take turns sleeping and driving and being chased in the wilderness by a bear for the added hilarity.
5. Become a mechanic. Considering I just SPELLED IT WRONG, I should move that higher up on the list.
6. Write and/or direct a movie. Once I have written and/or directed a movie, write and/or direct another one. Also, I want to be one of that funky-fresh artist that affronts Joan Rivers, who surely at this point is bionic, by shattering gender conventions and wearing a TUXEDO to the ACADEMY AWARDS. Possibly a top hat as well. Certainly a bow tie. Bow ties are cool.
7. Write for a television show. I have this GREAT idea for a Supernatural episode that involves the return of Cupid, a misfired arrow, a by-the-hour hotel room, and...well...that's pretty much it.
There's more, but my laptop is wheezing at me. It's sad when my machines are ready for bed before I am. Perhaps I'll consider more as the New Year hurtles itself at me like a tin pie plate filled with whipped cream, flung by destiny.
Love!