Typical Hollywood OverHype?
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Happy Independence Day, Bon, Keith, the cats, the shrimps, and all others attached to the Gillespie/Johnson family!

According to Oprah, it means there are no snakes on YOUR plane.

Your condo is termite free, yet that stable reality underwhelms you.

So I woke up today thinking once again I should put up my play. Why do I have to be such a freakin' sped? Why can't I make up my freaking mind???

Your advice is requested. And don't give me that, I can't tell you what to do crap, either. I think I want you to tell me to produce my play anyway and give me good reasons for doing it. If that's what you would do anyway.

I had this dream last night that I was on this date with this brainy kid I was in 9th grade with, and we were on the couch, and he kissed me, and it was acrid. That's the second acrid kiss dream I've had in the last week or two.

Anyway all he did was KISS me, a bad kiss, but a light kiss, and he gets up and I'm like, where's he going, so I follow him, and he's going to get a condom out of his jacket. I'm like, NO WAY. So he smiles, puts it back, we go back to the couch. No more kissing. He takes a condom out of his pocket. And I am like, forget it.

So then I wander the halls of this resort lodge or wherever I am and I meet up with this other girl who has been wandering the halls FOREVER who seems happy to have me walk with her for a little while. Eventually I go back to the room, which he left the door slightly ajar so I could get back in, and there are three different sympathy cards he left me he had written lame messages on - like, he wanted to leave me apology notes but the only stationery he could find were sympathy cards.

What's THAT about!?

Sooo... I saw the breakdown the other day for the MUSIC VIDEO for Snakes on a Plane. The Hit song for the movie will be (DrumRoll) "Snakes on the Brain" - very exciting.

Babes, honey, I love ya- but thats' just wierd.
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IT's very odd, eeryone having strange dreams last night. I did too. I was continually fighting off the amorous advances of many brown buffalo. No, really.
It was STRANGE.

Ed, it's all in a night's work. I swear. And I didn't even mention that the condoms had a glowing nuclear green lubricant.

Or my OTHER dream last night, which was crazier.

Or my OTHER dreams this week, which are competitive.

Scat, Scat, Scat. I eagerly await your glorious reappearing.

XOXOXOXOXO

Oh, my. THose glow-in-the-dark condoms always crack me up. The scene in 'Skin Deep'...
I know, you said the lubricant was glowing, but I can't stop giggling now.

NIGHTMARE!

There weren't no snakes on the plane, and there ain't a gotdamn thing anyone can do about it!!

1. Thanks, Ed. One of the shrimps died during the whole move-back-and-forth trauma of Terminex thing. Bummer. But the rest of the shrimps ate very, very well that day. *shudder*

2. Babes, you totally have to put up your play. I don't know why you keep waffling on this! You know you want to!!! Get your work seen. You know that's of value, in your "overall goal" thingy. Hell... do a workshop performance of it instead of a full-on production if you want to split the difference. That's easy!

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4. Shea, no WAY! That is sooooooooo cool! Who's doing the song? I must know!

5. It's almost 12 of 12 time again! Woo!

6. Thank you, KiKi. Total nightmare. I mean, that would be like showing up to "Stick It" and having NO ONE stick a landing EVER. UGH! That would suck!

7. Anna, I love you and everything that you stand for. Seriously. You are such a rockstar... and there's not a gotdang thang anyone can do about.

8. Off potatoes since the 26th w/ great success. The "off booze" plan is not going as well. ;) One vice at a time, baby! Woo!

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(That's the missing "it" from number seven, above.)

Duh.