September 16, 2003

• I have to write this down before I forget it.
  
  I had a dream about a guy who was in a movie about a guy who played Mickey Mouse in England in the 30s.
  
  The movie centered on the guy inside the mouse suit on promotional tours through England in the 30s.
  
  As a side hobby, Mickey was a bit of a sexual deviant: He got off by kidnapping people, and tying them up in a chair on a railway platform and making them say words in a foreign language. After he had reached his climax, he'd run around in front of the person, who hadn't been able to see him before. Mickey was fully clothed the whole time, though not in the mouse suit. The only reason he'd run around in front was to say, "See? It's me!"
  
  So I'm walking through London with the actor who played this Mickey character in a movie. He's amiable and... I'm kind of attracted to him. I'm showering his performance with praises, saying things like, "It's so amazing the way you mastered the German and Japanese accents for that role..." He gives an egotistical nod, "Yes, I felt it was quite an accomplishment."
  
  Then we went into a pet shop full of agitated wild animals.

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