As I've mentoned before, I often dream about celebrities. Decidedly D-list celebrities.
The other night ... well ... it was Ryan Seacrest. I worked for him and, in the dream, I talked him out of getting a tacky American Idol tattoo. No, that's not quite right--I talked him out of getting very tacky American Idol tattoo, and instead he got a merely tacky one.
And all I can say is: You've gone too far, subconscious. I don't know what point you are trying to make here. I really don't. But you have gone too far.
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I don't know what point you are trying to make here.
Let's speculate on that, shall we?
On second thought, let's not.
I think it's best left swept under the rug of my subconscious.
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