Kill Bill was tonight's attraction... Bought some comp tickets off a guy for $5 a pop for a sold out show. The story is funny considering a dream I had about a week ago...

My old friend Chris and I decided to go to the big Chicago premiere of Kill Bill, only we didn't have tickets. Somehow we ran into a guy from my high school who had stacks of comp tickets he was giving away. Chris, being the astute kinda guy he is, figured out the tickets were counterfit though. My response, "If they find out, the find out... but it's worth taking our chances." Soon after, I learned ticket holders would get to meet Quentin Tarantino before the film. Now, I don't know any HUGE Tarantino fans, but my imagination created every type from handwritten t-shirt-clad teeny-boppers to film geeks with scraggly hair and tiny specs. And not only was Quentin meeting his fans, but he was staging a seance' gone awry for groups of a dozen or so. I finally got into the room where the seances were being staged and while waiting for the scene to reset itself, Quentin looks at my jacket and says, "That's a good coat. It's got that classic, vintage look... That's a great coat." I humbly say thank you and in the process notice he is wearing a pair of sneakers like the ones I own. I point and say, "Same shoes too." He laughs and points out we're like evil twins and all of a sudden he's schocked. "Your shirt," he says and goes to his bag and pulls out a book and holds it up to my chest to confirm this strange occurence. I am wearing a Forlorn Funnies t-shirt, he has an issue of Forlorn Funnies. "WHOA!" is what we both say, and I am about to suggest he make a movie of Forlorn Funnies when I realize I can use such a point to get a creative "in" with Mr. Tarantino once we get a chance to talk more.

Well, in the back of the room is a fanboy type guy I went to college with, who is upset by the parrallels between me and the director. He starts teasing me about how I'm taking the attention away from everyone else for no reason; he steps back and begins falling.

Quentin Tarantino, invoking Gene Wilders when a child falls into his river of chocolate, says matter-of-factly, "Watch out. This may be a fake seance, but that's a real bottomless pit with acid at the bottom."

I wake up before flesh begins to be eaten away.

By the way, Kill Bill is loads of fun. I'll keep anymore comments about it for the review and move on here in the blog.