Last night I attempted to fall sleep around midnight. The falling asleep part was successful, but it was a battle to stay that way.
The culprit: A stomach still digesting a Moe’s burrito, 5 pieces of pizza, 4 scoops of ice cream and a banana. What would ensue would be an epic battle of the mental and the physical, and me just a guilty bystander.
I had 3 dreams. and little sleep.
Dream #1:
My friend Brandon informs me that I did such a bad job filming with our producer friend last month that the producer has vowed never to work with me again.
I scan my mind to remember what it was I filmed, and I remember that it was a percussion and color guard high school competition, which did happen in real life. I accepted the producers decision. Upon my consent of his judgment, I woke up.
(This one is really the only dream that has a chance of actually coming true.)
Dream #2:
I got a new job here in Florida. It was at a no name grocery store. My cousin Marklyn who lives in Michigan worked there for some reason.
It was her job to teach me how to run a cash register and how to comb the broccoli to make it look more appetizing. This was a supermarket secret I never knew.
Dream #3:
I was asked to volunteer to be part of a non-profit organization’s video production as an actor. It was never clear what the organization stood for.
It reminded me of those Truth cigarette commercials, making a good point about a serious subject using humorous ways to get peoples attention.
The lady who was in charge of it was actually the lab assistant in my Make-up class.
She came over to me and told me my job in the film, which was to be dancing in a music video with 4 other guys, but the thing that made me stand out was that I would be wearing no pants, and would be dancing backwards and revealing my butt cheeks the entire time.
I thought about it for a second, and said “Yeah, why not. It’s for a good cause”. (A cause I couldn’t remember).
I woke up, curious about my snap decision to appear slightly nude in a video.
Maybe next week I will be a gluton again, eat the exact same menu and amount, and see if I can continue on in each of these dreams.
Filed under: Life, Whatever , Acting, Brandon, Broccoli, Combing Broccoli, Dancer, Dreams, Florida, Gluton, Marklyn, Michigan, Moe's, Naked, No Pants
