Will Wheaton, Twitter, The Muppets, The Army, A Mirror & Sex
moocowinthecity Will Wheaton, Twitter, The Muppets, The Army, A Mirror & Sex
So I’ve been having some seriously messed up dreams lately…seriously, seriously, seriously messed up dreams. So…
~*~ ~*~ ~*~ dreamscape…fuzzy stuff…unicorns…whatever ~*~ ~*~ ~*~
I’m in the car sitting next to an incredibly attractive, bestubbled Will Wheaton. Since in dreams you know things, I knew that we were about to get it on…now, I follow Will Wheaton on Twitter and I wanted to make sure that I made it known that I was about to get it on with the guy who played Wesley Crusher…a little “I’m about to get laid by @wilw” if you will…but the problem is that I didn’t remember in my dream that Will Wheaton’s twitter name is wilw, I thought it was Will Wheaton and for the life of me I couldn’t remember how to spell Wheaton correctly…and I’ve been having spelling issues all week since I’ve been going back and forth from Hebrew to English and English to Hebrew and I’ve been studying Hebrew grammar so I’ve essentially been the LAST model picked to stay on by the skin of her teeth on America’s Next Top Linguist all week, if you know what I mean…and I just kept holding the phone in my hands, looking at it, trying to get the twitter entry to work properly.
Anyway, so we’re all of a sudden on patrol in IDF uniforms (because all I ever do during guard duty is patrol…and the last time I did it, it was two hours on, four hours off for four days, and it was rainy…so my feet have been hating me now that I’m back to just being a linguist again until my next round of guard duty).
So Will Wheaton and I are on patrol and I’m excited because I’m hoping that we’re gunna get it on then and there…part way down the patrol path, next to the fence, I see that there’s a big ass mirror and, like in real life, when I see something on base and no one’s there…it gets creatively acquired…so I go to creatively acquire the mirror (which had a crack in the lower right hand corner, like, the corner was snapped off Jaws style) and then I realize that there’s either a wedding…or a funeral…or a wedding funeral across the way (on the other side of the fence) and now they’re all looking at me so I pulled a “oh…my bad…I was just moving the mirror…wasn’t gunna steal it”
Now…in many of my dreams over the past few months, there’s this place that’s inside of a cave…and you go in, and it’s all stone, and there’s water in front of you after this stone patio…to the left is another stoney area with a small wall you can sit on, and along the large walls that comprise the cave are the indentations (in stone) of what used to be private viewing booths…and so Will Wheaton turns to me and goes “This is where the Muppets used to film the Muppet Show” and fuck yes, Will Wheaton was right…this IS where it was (clearly some kind of archaeological find) and in all of my dreams, I never stepped into the water…but fucking Ensign Wesley Crusher feels the need to and he goes and steps right in…causing the entire room to swirl around and start to go into this clearly wizardly crap….and then I woke up, not having gotten laid by Wesley…I think my phone woke me.
Anyway…more blogging in a moment…I need some hot soup…and to send some emails.