Post by ShowbizPRgirl on Feb 1, 2005 13:30:20 GMT -5
I had an interesting dream about you last night, Malcolm. Somewhat related to this thread, in fact.
I dreamed that I was visiting Toronto, and you and I both attended a weekend seminar kinda thing for actors, writers and producers. Afterward, I felt like doing a little shopping (when don't I feel like doing a little shopping? ) and you decided to join me for some spending fun.
So, we got out of my car in the parking garage and headed for the mall entrance when all of a sudden some guy approached us. He immediately reminded me of Dwight Schultz, who played the manic-obsessive genius Lt. Reginald Barclay on Star Trek: TNG. The guy asked us for some spare change. We told him we didn't have any, then we tried to move on toward the entrance to the mall. He followed us, tried to engage us in conversation. He recognized you and asked for your autograph, which you kindly gave him.
But instead of leaving us alone he followed us inside to the food court. It's then that I notice he's got a small gun tucked into his front pants pocket but I keep quiet. After the guy heads to the men's washroom I tell you about the gun and we start to make our way toward a mall security guard to inform him of the situation. But before we get a chance to speak, the guy comes out of the washroom brandishing the weapon and yelling like a madman.
I scream: "He's got a gun! Run! Get outta here!" while you, being the brave hero that you are, duck behind upturned tables and chairs as you make your way toward him to take him down as he starts to shoot everyone.
But, unfortunately, you got shot in the knee and collapsed. Realizing that it was now up to me, I yelled at the gunman to get his attention and he chased me through the food court. I dived behind the counter at Manchu Wok and grabbed a 16" long chopping knife. He started shooting at me and I charged him with the blade. He grabbed a knife from the counter and we started duelling like Luke and Vader with light sabres. Eventually, I slashed him enough times and he let go of the gun. Security then apprehended him and the world was safe once more.
Weird, huh? It got even more interesting after that but I won't go into those details on a public board, if ya know what I mean.
KJC (whose dreams usually come true 6 times out of 10)
I dreamed that I was visiting Toronto, and you and I both attended a weekend seminar kinda thing for actors, writers and producers. Afterward, I felt like doing a little shopping (when don't I feel like doing a little shopping? ) and you decided to join me for some spending fun.
So, we got out of my car in the parking garage and headed for the mall entrance when all of a sudden some guy approached us. He immediately reminded me of Dwight Schultz, who played the manic-obsessive genius Lt. Reginald Barclay on Star Trek: TNG. The guy asked us for some spare change. We told him we didn't have any, then we tried to move on toward the entrance to the mall. He followed us, tried to engage us in conversation. He recognized you and asked for your autograph, which you kindly gave him.
But instead of leaving us alone he followed us inside to the food court. It's then that I notice he's got a small gun tucked into his front pants pocket but I keep quiet. After the guy heads to the men's washroom I tell you about the gun and we start to make our way toward a mall security guard to inform him of the situation. But before we get a chance to speak, the guy comes out of the washroom brandishing the weapon and yelling like a madman.
I scream: "He's got a gun! Run! Get outta here!" while you, being the brave hero that you are, duck behind upturned tables and chairs as you make your way toward him to take him down as he starts to shoot everyone.
But, unfortunately, you got shot in the knee and collapsed. Realizing that it was now up to me, I yelled at the gunman to get his attention and he chased me through the food court. I dived behind the counter at Manchu Wok and grabbed a 16" long chopping knife. He started shooting at me and I charged him with the blade. He grabbed a knife from the counter and we started duelling like Luke and Vader with light sabres. Eventually, I slashed him enough times and he let go of the gun. Security then apprehended him and the world was safe once more.
Weird, huh? It got even more interesting after that but I won't go into those details on a public board, if ya know what I mean.
KJC (whose dreams usually come true 6 times out of 10)