Wow. I just realized that Star Wars thing I'm supposedly going to do... I said I'd do it almost a month ago now.

Man, I'm a liar!

God damn.... Well, I've just decided that Freddy Krueger is without a doubt one of the scariest concepts I've ever come across. Why? Because he's based on a very real concept. Nightmares. And when you happen to have a nightmare about him, especially when its one of those rare and scientifically confounding waking nightmares that I've had more than once... it really gets ya.

So here's what happened. I was laying in bed. Lights on. Not tired at all. Just about a half hour ago. I was watching a movie... perhaps the inspiration for the nightmare, as it was indeed a Freddy movie, Wes Craven's New Nightmare, which is undoubtadely the scariest of the Nightmare on Elm Street movies.... and I swear I do NOT remember getting tired, or falling asleep or ANYTHING! But apparently, sometime during the movie, the dream started.

And IN the dream, I was watching... yup. Wes Craven's New Nightmare. And this was, by the way, the most vivid dream I have EVER had in my entire life. Most of my dreams are foggy and hazy, but this one was a direct continuation of what I'd been doing when I must've fallen asleep, and it seemed SO INCREDIBLY REAL! That's never ever happened to me befre.

Anyway, as I'm watching the movie the phone rings. So I go into the kitchen to get it, I pick it up, and a REALLY creepy voice says "One, two, Freddy's coming for you!"

About that time, the window in the back door, which is located in the kitchen, exploded, and Freddy's claw came crashing through.

And THAT's when I woke up.

The creepiest thing about the whole deal was that what woke me up was the fact that Aradin, my sister's German Shepherd was going absolutely berserk in her kennel. She was thrashing around, whimper, and howling like she'd just been hit by a truck. This is my sister's trained, attack dog, that ran face first into a tree once and didn't flinch. I let her out of her kennel and her ears were down, her tail was between her legs, and she was shivering worse than I've ever seen a dog shiver before.

If I'm lyin' I'm dyin' folks...

Perhaps I shouldn't have used that terminology. Oh well...

The sleeping process is going to be tons of fun tonight, I can tell...

Yeah, yeah, I know I said I'd do the Star Wars thing and I still am. You can't rush genius (or lethargy.)

So in the mean time, I thought this little piece of info I heard from a very reliable source would tide you all over.

GWEN MERCER HAS A MUSTACHE!!!

It's a good thing I have her blocked. I'd be hearing about that for the rest of my life. By the way, are you surprised?

Yeah, me neither. As a matter of fact, I would've been surprised had she not.

Next time, Star Wars. For now, vicious slander and gossip.

Take care out there, kiddies.