And ve vill have time to get down and boogie!

Hail and well met

The title comes from a movie that I adore. "Mystery Men" is a movie about super heroes. No not the classic cape wearing crusaders (No! No capes.) Lets face it they are the super heroes that we would be in a world of super powers. The second stringers that have hearts of gold but definitely feet of clay. Anyway the villain in this movie is the infamous "Casanova Frankenstein" played by Geoffrey Rush, an amazing actor. He has just unveiled his plot to "Frakulate" the city and follows it up with that line. It just goes to show that not all villains are obsessed with violence and crime, some of them can party too.

Anyway this post is not about that at all, it just popped into my head when I was thinking of a title. The purpose of this post is to.......Um.........Well I had a reason for posting. I know I did. Didn't I?

Hmmmm

Well that is a bit of broccoli stuck in my teeth. Metaphor for the annoyance of not remembering why I was posting, for those that might think that I honestly had broccoli in my teeth. Cause I have been known to spout random things like that from time to time.

Arrrrgggghhh!!!!! Oh well I guess I either forgot what it was supposed to be about or maybe this was just a random post from my insane membrane.

No wait there is something. Not really that important but still here it goes.

I had a dream last night. Well actually I had two. The salient fact of the matter is that I was able to control it. It was one of those damn Zombie dreams again and twice I changed the events of the dream. The first happened as I was running up to a door with a window in it. I say a horde of zombies behind it and I forced them to change into a police swat team. Then I was cornered by the Mayor and his wife who had been turned and when I couldn't hit them with a shot I forced the gun to shoot them in the head. BANG BANG! They were dead. I actually did a little dance in my dream.

The second one was a whole lot scarier then the first. I was in a huge hotel, I mean really big. Like city blocks big. I was running around for some reason and I was getting lost. There were no zombies, instead the hotel was filled with characters from SOAP OPERAS. Now I must confess that on occasion I have indulged in these overacted melodramatic farces, but to have a never ending parade of scenes in my dream. AAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!

I just kept running and trying to find my way back to the room. Oh it was terrible. I mean I can shoot zombies, but how do you shoot Patrick Duffy? Well it is not that hard, but what about all the actors that you don't know names of. I was frantic. Then I found the lounge and of course more soap characters. Except the band. I don't know their name but they were playing a little ditty that a Nicky used for a reference piece about Abbie. I cannot find the sheet that had the names and titles of the songs on it but it started like this.

"I'll tell me mom when I go home
the boys won't leave the girls alone."

That was the thin thread of hope that allowed me to jump out of the dream and wake up. Thank God for that. There was another dream now that I think about it. It had to do with several cars being in accidents. That one sucked on a totally different level. Anyway I am awake now....or at least I think I am? Well if I get any comments on this then I know I am awake, or that I have a very consistent and detailed imagination.

May the Force be with you.

Excelsior!!!