Take For It What You Will.
Dreams. Sheesh. Good ones and bad ones rolled up in the same psychedelic fajita.
Last night was a good one… I was on Saturday Night Live. Last time I dreamt of SNL, I was auditioning in front of Lorne Michaels. This was a year ago or so. In the dream, I got up and did my thing (not that I actually remember the audition itself). After it was finished, he called me over and told me that I should come back in a few years; get some experience under my belt.
Last night, I was just starting out on the show… barely even a featured cast member. I was in one sketch, with one line. Which I forgot. The sketch was live, and my co-star (I think Chris Parnell?) gave me my cue. Instead of just standing there like a moron, I shrugged (which was a good response since the question was something along the lines of “What do you have to say for yourself?”). The audience loved it. Ate it up with a spoon. In lieu of saying my line, anyway. That part was nice.
I mentioned that a bad one was rolled in with it though, didn’t I. Later that same night, after that heart-pounding moment on-camera, I was unwinding backstage when a friend of mine from another studio came up. She was working in a children’s show. I made a stupid remark (a joke) and she became very upset about it.
I spent the rest of the dream trying to get back in her good graces, to no avail. She’s a friend of mine and I didn’t want to lose her, let alone over something retarded as a slip of the tongue. The weirdest part of the whole thing was that I knew I was dreaming, and was 95% certain that she wasn’t going to know about it (or the slight) the next time I saw her.
Not that she's the kind of person to a) take something the wrong way meant as a joke, or b) let anything so trivial affect an entire frienship. But it was a dream. Rational thought never entered into it, at the time.
Go figure. Happy Labor Day.
Last night was a good one… I was on Saturday Night Live. Last time I dreamt of SNL, I was auditioning in front of Lorne Michaels. This was a year ago or so. In the dream, I got up and did my thing (not that I actually remember the audition itself). After it was finished, he called me over and told me that I should come back in a few years; get some experience under my belt.
Last night, I was just starting out on the show… barely even a featured cast member. I was in one sketch, with one line. Which I forgot. The sketch was live, and my co-star (I think Chris Parnell?) gave me my cue. Instead of just standing there like a moron, I shrugged (which was a good response since the question was something along the lines of “What do you have to say for yourself?”). The audience loved it. Ate it up with a spoon. In lieu of saying my line, anyway. That part was nice.
I mentioned that a bad one was rolled in with it though, didn’t I. Later that same night, after that heart-pounding moment on-camera, I was unwinding backstage when a friend of mine from another studio came up. She was working in a children’s show. I made a stupid remark (a joke) and she became very upset about it.
I spent the rest of the dream trying to get back in her good graces, to no avail. She’s a friend of mine and I didn’t want to lose her, let alone over something retarded as a slip of the tongue. The weirdest part of the whole thing was that I knew I was dreaming, and was 95% certain that she wasn’t going to know about it (or the slight) the next time I saw her.
Not that she's the kind of person to a) take something the wrong way meant as a joke, or b) let anything so trivial affect an entire frienship. But it was a dream. Rational thought never entered into it, at the time.
Go figure. Happy Labor Day.
posted by Casey Jones @ 9/06/2005 01:02:00 AM
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