I dreamed this morning, as a heavy rain outside was waking me up, that I was at the Oscars and Russell Crowe roared in on a motorcycle to accept his Best Actor award. Somehow, I think this is probably more in character for him than the last dream of mine he appeared in, which involved 30 Odd Foot of Grunts doing a spot on David Letterman; Crowe arrived about two seconds before he was supposed to go on, and apparently had stopped for fast food on the way, because he had a hamburger with him, which he wrapped up again and tossed into the audience.
However, I have absolutely no explanation for why he also had three heads of lettuce, which he threw into the audience along with his hamburger.
Clearly, my subconscious still doesn't have the message that if it's going to be throwing Russell Crowe at me in my dreams, the least it can do is take his freggin' shirt off. ;)
However, I have absolutely no explanation for why he also had three heads of lettuce, which he threw into the audience along with his hamburger.
Clearly, my subconscious still doesn't have the message that if it's going to be throwing Russell Crowe at me in my dreams, the least it can do is take his freggin' shirt off. ;)
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Date: 2002-03-12 07:23 pm (UTC)Re:
Date: 2002-03-13 02:31 am (UTC)