Wishful Thinking

I apologize for no paragraph breaks, but I’m too lazy to edit it. So there.

So, I started off the dream at a modified floor hockey tournament. There were three ‘arenas’ one of which was a large ping pong table. I saw a lot of folks from High School there and they were very confused because I kept moving between games and couldn’t sit still. After getting bored with the games I went to lunch, and much to my surprise Drew Barrymore and Justin Long came and sat down next to me. After talking for a while he said he was very depressed that he couldn’t go to a show in LA he payed a million dollars for the best ticket in the house. So, I said, well, just give me the ticket, after fairly little thought, he did. Originally I was going to sell the ticket, but changed my mind and I flew to LA with my father who wanted to go along for the ride. I went to the show and noticed that there were quite a few actors there, most of which were in costume from their most popular movies. As I sat down I noticed I was sitting next to Anthony Hopkins. He asked me who I was, confused as to how someone he didn’t know could have gotten such a good seat. I lied and said I was a consultant for young actors on the rise and I kept in the dark. Intrigued he invited me to his house for a drink after the show. We watched the show, which was bizarre and starred Ben Stiller. It seems to have been a Monty Pyton style comedy, but it’s still a little fuzzy if it was actually funny. After the show, my father and I follow Anthony Hopkins home in the PT Cruiser we rented, and he took the most confusing route through the most dangerous parts of LA driving through most red lights and losing us a few times. But for some reason, instead of just dropping it we kept going. We finally got there. We went inside, grabbed a drink, and then he said, “This is all yours now, enjoy it.” While we stared at him confused he suddenly jumped out the window. In a panic we ran, and the next day as we were getting ready to leave for home the cops showed up and questioned us. We stupidly lied, saying we weren’t there when he jumped. The cops knew we were lying but couldn’t prove it. They finally let us go, and we changed our flight plans. As we were getting ready to leave yet again the cops showed up and arrested my dad, even though they had no evidence. Turns out, they didn’t even connect my father with Anthony Hopkins death, it was all a strange coincidence, in fact, they arrested my dad for the murder of no one. When I made this clear and made an argument that someone is in the morgue and it isn’t us they released us. So we flew back to wherever we were. We meet Drew and Justin again, he wanted to know how the show went. Sadly for him though, Drew left him for me after the lunch. Which was all for naught as she left me for a blanket later on.