Has anyone else here ever had a dream about Jim? I did this morning.
Throughout the whole thing, I knew I was in a horror movie. I was drafted by a little girl (possibly with four arms, I'm not sure) to help eradicate vampires. I was sent, with my vacuum cleaner, to clean a house (inside an apartment complex, I think) where the residents had been infected with a disease that turned them into insane monsters. I hoped the mattresses on the floor were no longer infectious.
There was a team of people there to help with the clean-up. I think one of them was actor John Larroquette (Night Court era). He was sitting in a cabinet and got me in trouble for getting him some brownies that were on top of the refrigerator. I also found a cookie tin with the ashes of the dead woman who had owned the home, which I shook even though I knew it was disrespectful. The tin felt like it was full of grade-school valentines.
Then I went outside and the paradigm shifted to me watching a movie that Jim starred in, from the early 70s. He and a young, blonde woman were sitting in a convertible, talking. I don't remember any of the dialogue, but he was trying to teach her to flip a quarter along the backs of her fingers, like a magician. I was not surprised that Jim had this hidden talent. He also spoke with a Cockney accent.
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