Dec 07, 2010 21:09
I had a dream the other night where Michael Jackson told me not to audition for more plays. I mean, what the Hell!? Why Michael Jackson!?
But, he was really nice about it -- basically, he asked me if whether with my difficult personality I should be doing such a team-oriented activity. He was really classy about it, actually. Suggested that if I was going to do theatre, I should audition for productions that were off the beaten track, prove myself. Really good advice. But... but... why Michael Jackson?
I'm scared to go to bed tonight just in case Bono pops in and tells me I should start a small business. It would make just as much sense. No, wait: fucking Gackt could visit and tell me I need a new wardrobe. Gee, thanks, Gackt. Ya jerk.
Actually, speaking of Gackt, I was recently reading an old game magazine and heard about a game called Bujingai. Basically, the review said that superficially it was a generic hack-and-slash, but under the surface it had deep combo mechanics. Interested, I looked for a clip on youtube. Watching it in action, I thought to myself... "Hey, the main character looks kind of familiar..." Sure enough... it was Gackt. Noooooooo.