Last night I had a very specific dream about Joel McHale. No, not that kind of a dream. Just a weirdly detailed one. Read on for more…
I’ve never given the actor much thought, but turns out my subconscious has a big, honking crush on the dude. I blame this Aisha Tyler interview.
Well, and this. I mean, he’s not the ugliest girl at the party.
In my dream, it was back in the pre-Randy days when I was still searching for the half to make me whole (or some other stressful nonsense.) For some reason I was in LA at a conference. (Because history.) At this conference we were talking about food (because always) and Mr. McHale presented a batch of profiteroles with chocolate ice cream which he was now his thing. (This is my dream. Of course my dream makes a comedian also sell a dessert cookbook.) I became wowed by the dessert and the man behind it and because of that decided I wanted to marry him. Yep. I didn’t care about what stood in my way – he is famous, I am not. He lives on the west coast, I’m a midwest girl. He’s married with kids and I wasn’t. I didn’t care. I wanted to have that life and that dude and I WANTED IT NOW. In the dream, we flirted-slash-discussed how to get that dough right (it’s one I can’t do in real life…) while I fretted about HOW CAN I MAKE THIS HAPPEN?!?!
I woke up at this point and for a solid three minutes, I thought I was 24, had met this famous guy, and stood a chance at being his wife. Honestly, the thing I was fixated on was how weird we’d look on the red carpet since dude is like a foot and a half taller than me.
When the alarm went off, my mind immediately jumped into it’s normal racing mode.
What the heck did that dream mean!?
I must hurry and get dressed to get this run in!
What will we eat today?*
I hope Kelly was OK with the email last night. Are we going to partner? Am I going to do this thing alone? What is “this thing” anyway? How much money do I want to make? How many hours do I want to work? Ok, I want to earn that much in that amount of time. How can I make that happen ASAP? Who wants me to work for them? How do I sell myself (or the joint business?!?)? I need to get the other web site up and running so I have a portfolio!! I have that interview at 8:20. I need to make sure the new site is ready ASAP so I can post the interview in a timely fashion on said portfolio! Must do it all today!!
So there you go. In fact, my dream wasn’t telling me that I wanted to go after the famous guy (though I do think if someone were going to play Randy in a movie, it would be him). Instead, I know (sort of) what I want the next professional step to be and I WANT IT RIGHT NOW! I just don’t know how. Nor do I think it will come easier than going back in time to meet someone super famous and becoming arm candy.
I’ll try to cool my jets. And maybe try the profiterole dough again. Every step forward is in the right direction, right?
Do you have any dreams that spur you into action?