My weirdest dream yet, and that’s saying something
By Roz Young July 15, 2010
First of all, I apologize to everyone for my slacking on comic duties. I know, I suck. Matt and I thought the summer would be a productive time for the website… shows what we know. Regardless, we should do a podcast soon and have lots to say about movies in our coming-soon blogs. Tonight we’re off to see this year’s worst reviewed movie: The Last Airbender. I love Avatar, the adorable cartoon it’s based on, so I’m curious to find out why everyone hates the movie so much. I mean, they hate it more than they loathe the new Twilight movie… That’s madness. (I’ve seen Eclipse too though, Team Cedward all the way!) In other movie news, Toy Story 3 is as good as everyone says it is, so go see it. And… Previews for the Green Hornet look awesome. All geeks MUST see Scott Pilgrim vs. The World. I have spoken.
So, about the dream. It’s another zombie nightmare. Last time I dreamt about zombies, Nathan Fillion rescued us and we ran through the basement of a mall. This time, for some reason, I’m in the back seat of a car with the Intern. Hi David! And for all you dirty minded pervs out there, no, we were not making out. The dream begins with us in this vehicle, and my mom is driving, except that it’s not my mom, it’s Betty White and some other lady in the front who she keeps referring to as her daughter. That would make me and the anonymous lady sisters. Go figure.
Of course zombies are chasing us. The horde of undead manages to burst through the back windshield and the Intern and I have to push against the glass to keep them out. Betty White drives like a maniac to get us away and for some reason we park at a recording studio. I have no idea why, but Betty and her other daughter desperately need to lay down a track of some duet they wrote. The Intern appears to be able to operate all of the controls and gets them into the studio singing some lame, cheesy ballad. Through all of this, I’m the only sane person still concerned about the impending doom of the zombie plague.
’m not sure what I can learn from this dream. Mostly I just wanted to tell you all about it. Because it was crazy strange. Maybe I watch too many zombie movies and play too much WoW before bed… Nah.