Zoom became everything. I got to visit Pompeii, do ghost tours in NYC, talk to friends and a whole host of other things I wouldn't have been able to do in the real world (Ditto Youtube where I attended multiple Abney Park concerts along with a couple by the Dropkick Murphys).
One of the things I did get to do was sit in on multiple chats with Lou Diamond Phillips (including ones where you could ask questions in the chat box). When would I ever get to do that otherwise? Anyhow, Geoff Blake hosted Lou once and I ended up on Geoff's acting related email list (he does a lot of classes and now a writing/acting class). Tonight he has a one-act 35 minutes 'show.'
Honestly it was just the actress/author sitting in front of a curtain talking but it was good. It was fun. I would have loved to have been part of something like this (it is geared to the young and upcoming but if you're interested let me know. I'll dig up the site.) I'm glad I took some time off to sit down with this.
I almost never dream of celebrities. It is super rare but now I've had two in a row. I dreamed me and a friend were in a coffee house and Tom Payne (points to icon) sat down with us. I don't remember a thing that was said but we were having a delightful time. He was laughing and we were enjoying our time together.
He called over the rest of the Prodigal Son crew and I was very excited because LOU. Then suddenly the dream shifted and we were outside somewhere and there were more people there so I didn't have such a one on one audience and I was barefoot. My feet were covered with huge callouses that were coming off and in stead of interacting I was pulling off sheets of dead skin from my feet. Even in the dream I kept telling myself to STOP IT but I didn't (but at this point I couldn't see Lou or Tom any more).
I don't know what's wrong with my brain.
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