16 April 2015


The night before last, I had a dream I was on a first date with Evan Rachel Wood. (OK, wow, looking at that IMDb link, she's a bit younger than I'd thought. Not that she looks 30, it's just she's already performed in so many films and tv shows that it seems like she should be older. Our age difference is still within the age/2 + 7 formula, so we'll call it good. Besides, it was a first date. Get your mind out of the gutter.)

We were at a restaurant but there was some sort of problem with dinner. I agreed that ERW was in the right as she was deciding what to do. I don't know what the actual problem was, but the manager offered her two immense raw steaks in recompense. And I mean huge foot and a half long, foot wide, two inch steaks.

She was reluctant to take them because I was a vegetarian. I told her I didn't mind, which I didn't. As I'm not actually a vegetarian, that makes sense.

Not that the rest of the dream did. It became a montage like the #EvanRachelWould ad campaign for Wildfang. Seriously, go watch it, it's a lot of fun, and perhaps you too will pull that spirit of merriment and enthusiasm into your dreams.

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    1. I like steak too. Preferably Porterhouse. In my next dream, when we cut those steaks into more manageable grilling sizes, you can come over!