Thursday, September 1, 2011
over the rainbow with Alec Baldwin
It's a normal day in Richardson, TX. I'm driving around with my family, and I find myself riding in the backseat next to Alec Baldwin. As if this were the perfectly natural and acceptable thing to do, I lean my head against his shoulder. He puts his arm around me, and leans his head against mine and begins to nuzzle my hair. Suddenly, I'm very aware that my father can see us in the rear view mirror, and mystified, not that it's Alec Baldwin, but that for the second time that day a man nearly twice my age is making advances on me. Earlier that day I was hanging out with Don Draper and he tried to make out with me. These hunky daddy types need to back down!
We pull into the parking lot of Chili Gordos, a family favorite Tex Mex dive, only it's in the location of the Cleaners on the corner of Plano Road and Campbell Road. When did they move? Weird. As we are walking from the car to the restaurant, I notice the sky is an ominous green, and there is a serpentine dark cloud winding it's way down from the gloomy, low hanging clouds. I'm Tornado Alley born and raised, I know that means! I scream for everyone to run into the restaurant, and we watch through the glass front of the restaurant as a fully formed tornado descends upon the parking lot. My instincts kick in as it barrels towards us, ripping a tree down and sending it through the front of the restaurant, shattering the glass and throwing sparks high as it crashes through a electrical wire, and I run, screaming for the others to follow me, into the bathroom in the back of the restaurant which conveniently has no windows, and once I'm inside, no doors? I find myself trapped in a white cube with a tile floor with a mother and her two teenage daughters, yammering about something inconsequential as I feel the entire bathroom/box lifted from the ground. I feel us spinning and soaring through the air for what seems like forever, and all I can think about is how injured we are going to be with the tornado drops us to the ground; I have no idea how high in the air we are. Finally, with me on my hands and knees, the bathroom thunks back to the ground with much less force than I feared.
Then I woke up.
If you're wondering how I'm doing, just ask my subconscious.
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It's a bumpy ride with some great folks-minus some nobodies, but you'll fare better than you expect?
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