Dreams

[cornerofmadness]

I know I said I'd be putting my dreams in here from time to time. Here's what I remember of this week's

a) I was home. My brother was desparate for me to see this new allopathic bone graft he had invented. (for those who don't know we use allopathic bone as cement and screws in orthopedic surgery). I'm like neat, sure. Instead of going to a lab to see lab rats, he takes me out into the woods and out there is this little elfin looking boy with a malformed leg. My brother shows me the 'graft' which is nothing but bare femur, tibia and fibula but no foot. He's lining it up to this boy's leg and telling me how great it'll be even without the foot because prothesis for just a foot are easier to walk with than one that has to take the place of a whole leg (this is true). I'm screaming at him that a) you can't experiment on humans b) it'll never work. It's dead bone, no periosteum, no active marrow and how in the world could you work in all the muscle attachments, blood vessles and nerves. Then I woke up.

b) I was at my aunt's house, the one who died of alcohol-related problems this year. Her two daughter were with me and it was Halloween. We were waiting for trick or treaters and we were in costume. We were all in the living room and I was sitting in this 70's super high wing back chair and I kicked over a wine bottle that was hidden under the chair. I grabbed it up a little of the chardonney had spilled. We were happy it wasn't a red wine that would have stained the white carpet. So we started to clean it up. But the more we cleaned the more wine welled out of the carpeting, far more than was in the bottle. Finally, my hand went right through the floor because it had been eaten away. I said we were in trouble and then we all fell through into a huge blackness.

c) This morning I was on stage, HUgh Jackman was the director, Emma Caulfield was writing our lines and Vincent Kartheiser was at least one of our actors. It was a weird almost vaudeville like production, part musical, part not, real short skits. We were doing really well and Emma would write us new lines as we'd go. and something had happened well into the production after we were off book and none of could remember our lines. Keith Urban walked in and was watching from the wings and all the ladies noticed (for those who don't know he's an Aussie Country singer). One of the girls flubbed a line and then I realized I didn't know my song at all but then VK started singing it for me instead of his song then stopped realizing it was mine but even after hearing it I couldn't remember it and Hugh fired us all.

Comments

[emmyaward.livejournal.com]

OMG. C?

BEST DREAM EVER.

It reminds me of a dream I once had in which I was on the Buffy set and we had lunch at the high school and then Alyson Hannigan, SMG, Nick Brendan and Anthony Stewart Head took me bowling. And then there was this one in which my school went co-ed, and I interviewed Viggo Mortensen on a radio show, and then his son Henry was one of the very first guys to come to our school. And I was cool, because Viggo and me were like that. SO WEIRD.

Dreams are very odd things.

[cornerofmadness.livejournal.com]

no kidding. Heck once I was on a date with ANgel AND Spike at Isle of Adventures from Universal Studios and they both screamed like girls on all the rollercoasters.

Then again I wouldn't mind bowling with Giles.