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Kevin Bacon and one of his hairs

Last night I had a dream about a hair on Kevin Bacon’s head.

I know he’s been in a lot of movies, but I most likely haven’t seen 99 percent of them, and I’ve never had even two thoughts about him. He’s kind of a non-entity to me.

So why was he in my dream last night, asking me why someone I work with stalked him, collected a hair that fell off his head and then taped it to a stick to keep at our desk?

How do I answer I that? “I don’t know why my co-worker has one of your hairs on a stick.” It was really awkward, so I sent him in the direction of said co-worker.

Kevin Bacon: Look what I have. [holds up stick with his single hair attached]

Co-worker: Sh*t. That’s mine. Can I have it back?

Kevin Bacon: Well, not really. It’s actually mine. It’s my hair.

I remember standing there watching the conversation and thinking “this is really creepy,” but then I woke up. I never figured out why my not-so-freaky-in-real-life co-worker had this hairy stick and brought it to work.

Oh, did I mention that this conversation took place in Harry Potter’s castle after I’d been chased through it and almost killed? Harry Potter doesn’t even have his own castle, but in my dream he did.

A lot of times people say they don’t remember their dreams. I almost always remember mine because they are so WEIRD.



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Mitchell, Mulder and Scully

I had a dream two weeks ago and I’m still thinking about it:

In my dream I had a poltergeist in my house, and there was also a serial killer on the loose. Double whammy. Enter Mulder and Scully. I jumped in the SUV with them and noticed we had a tail. They didn’t notice until I told them, so that shows you how keen my eye is. I think it was due to my new specs I got that weekend (in real life). They were so impressed with my investigative skills that I got to join their team. I was psyched. Then my dream ended.

I didn’t forget, though. I never watched the show until recently, and boy is it exciting. I’m on Season Three right now. I can’t easily get to sleep unless I watch an episode of X-files, and on Friday I didn’t want to go out on the town, London town, because I couldn’t wait to get home.

Just chillin’ in Skinner’s office:

And here I am again:

I kind of crossed the line on that one, didn’t I?


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