Last night I woke up with this dream in mind...
I was somehow involved with a huge, televised awards ceremony. The show was being produced and directed by Tim Burton and had some kind of comics/science fiction/movie connection. The soundstage we were taping on was gigantic, it's ceiling hundreds of feet off the ground. The control room was in the rafters, up a long flight of steps from the actual stage. I kept telling myself I had to go up there and introduce myself, but the stairs were so many and so daunting, I kept putting it off.
The entire affair had a giant catering set-up and the food was amazing, everything from sandwiches to a raw seafood bar, and even cooked lobster tail. I walked by a trailer and someone came out with a tray of food and threw it in the trash can. It was a huge stack of open clam shells and 5 live kittens! The fluffy, orange tabby variety. As I stood there shocked at 5 mewing kittens in the garbage, a voice behind me said, "Now who in the hell would throw those out?" As I turned to look who was talking, a giant claw reached out, grabbed one of the live kittens and promptly stuck it in its huge, open mouth. It was a Where The Wild Things Are/Muppet-like creature, not threatening in the least (other than size-wise, and kitten-eating wise). It burped daintily and turned to lumber off and then paused, slowly wheeled back around, politely said "pardon me," and reached back over and gently grabbed another kitten.
"One for the road," he said.
And then I woke up.
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