James Woods would be proud!(or would he?)03:15 Mar 17 2013
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What better way to start the personal entries part of my new journal than to add a little star power by sharing with you a nice little dream I had when laying down after work this afternoon.(And I personally believe that work is the current cause for my lapses in sanity as of late....leaving me just a lil south of sanity)
*PLEASE NOTE i WAS NOT UNDER THE INFLUENCE AF ANY DRUGS OR ALCOHOL (AT THE TIME)...SO SANITY OR LAPSE THERE IN IS MY ONLY EXPLANATION*
Anyway, first let me explain the two characters involved, this will allow you to fully appreciate the portrait that the dream describes.
There is a co-worker/friend that we call Cooter, an interesting character himself.
1. Yes we currently live in the South haha!
2. Cooter is not just a nickname....it is in fact his last name(gets better and better doesn't it?)
3. Cooter is a 40-something guy who reminds you a lot of the punks in the original Return of the Living Dead movie. You know the stereo typical type that you might think was plucked straight out of that scene in that period of time. He still wears the clothes, still has the Mohawk, drinks like a fish(getting hit in the back of the head with large cans of vegetables from his much younger, significant other for his drunken ventures). He thinks Henry Rollins is god, and worships his books like a christian with the gospels. Has in the past probably done every drug known to man(or so he claims is in his past....as far as we are concerned, the jury is still out on that one!) But I would probably say that more than likely, its not too far in the past considering every time he has been approached by management with a "random drug screen" he has walked around to most of us...shook our hands...and said it was nice knowing and working with us. The last time he boasted that 'apparently horse tranquilizers are not considered illegal or controlled substance according to the test. Ok, enough about Cooter...you get the picture.
And of course, the star power involved with the dream...Mr.(or should I call him, Father)James Woods himself! He is an American actor of course...and one of my personal favs. Some of my favorite roles of his are:
Jack Crow the Vampire Hunter in John Carpenters' Vampires(1997)
The great voice of Hades in Disneys' Hercules(1997)
Dick Morrison in Cat's Eye(1985)
Dr. Harvey Mandrake, team physician in Any Given Sunday(1999)
Father McFeely in Scary Movie 2 (2001)....probably the reason for his Guest Appearance in the dream.
**THE DREAM**
I was standing around bullshitting with Cooter, not at all an unusual occurrence briefly before my shift at work. We were talking about upcoming concerts in the area as usual, when out of the blue, he brings up that the New Pope is coming to Atlanta.
*Ok, lets stop here and say that this would be so of the wall and out there I would probably say 'REALLY? ARE YOU FUCKING SERIOUS?' along with several other choice things lol But thinking about it and past conversations with Cooter, I have no choice but to say it might possibly be within the realm of possibility for him to come up with that shit....SCARY*
I was like, 'No I haven't heard that'
Cooter "Yeah, and it will be a hell of a show. He is actually quite funny and entertaining....enlightening even. You might want to go check it out"
'I might not want to miss that one' I said laughing. Then walking off towards my normal area, Melt Row, I look back and say 'Catch ya later, man'.
Later I find myself walking into a packed make-shift convention center waiting in line to get tickets to the 'Show'. Apparently where Cooter said to get tickets.
I walk up to a folding table, with a priest sitting behind it.
*IT'S JAMES WOODS!*
"May I help you?" he says looking up at me, smiling, from the folding chair he was perched in as he reached out his hand to shake mine.
'Yes father' I answered as I reached out and shook his hand. 'I was interested in seeing the Pope when he comes to town'
"Isn't everybody here?" he mumbled under his breath as he turned his head to look around briefly and withdrew his hand from mine, then pumped some hand sanitizer into his hand...and rubbed it in.
He then looked back up at me, then rose to his feet, "you know the price do you?"
'Yes Father' I respond as I began to kneel down on one knee.
*JUST TO GET THE STORY STRAIGHT...THIS WOULD BE VERY OUT OF CHARACTER FOR ME PERSONALLY. i AM NOT, NOR HAVE I EVER BEEN CATHOLIC. NOR DO I OR WOULD I EVER BOW BEFORE ANY MAN...OK WELL JUST ONE WOMAN AND THAT WOULD BE MY PRINCESS...I HAVE AND DO REGULARLY ;)*
'Forgive me Father' i begin, then i pause and think about it for a few seconds. 'I'm sorry, I can't do this' I proclaim.
"Is there something wrong?" he asked showing concern.
'Yes' I clearly state as I rise back up, 'I'm not Catholic, not even Christian for that matter. I prefer to put my faith and belief into myself, and rely on myself, rather than put my energy into, and become reliant on some non-existant, false god.'
A serious look then came across his face as he grabbed his clerical collar and ripped it off, threw it down, and began to walk around the table.
He looked at me, now with a dead serious look and rambled "That's exactly what I fucking think!"
As he started shoving the crowd out of his way, a small smirk came across his face, and he said "Lets' blow this fucking joint"
*What was next? Where we going to break out a few wood spike loaded cross bows and slay us some Christians? Grab a few baseball bats and swing to our hearts content leaving a nice crimson path through the crowd? or maybe even draw swords and slash our way out through a now possessed, catholic zombie horde?
NAH....MY FUCKING CELL PHONE WENT OFF AND WOKE ME UP!*
COMMENTS
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KynthiaLucian
22:06 Mar 17 2013
lmao!!!! I hate it when I have weird dreams like that!!!
xTheCrookedCrossx
02:17 Mar 18 2013
Well, thankfully he didnt jump into the Any Given Sunday persona and tell me to stay and get butt fucked by 12 Neanderthal Catholics LMAO