So it's 2:43 in the morning and I just woke up from another dream straight out of crazy land. I don't remember a lot, but here's the gist of it. I was embroiled (gotta admit, I love that I just typed the word embroiled at this hour)...yes, embroiled in some sort of good vs. evil game where the evil was some sort of cult and the good was me and the cast of Sports Night. Yeah. Sports Night.
We were in groups of three and in different colored t-shirts. I was in red. Casey (played by the ever-so-awesome Peter Krause) was in blue and was on the evil team but had apparently realized it wasn't a good idea and we had some sort of secret signals going on between us that ensured I would win the battles against him, thus pushing us forward to winning the overall war. And it appeared that if the good side won we'd all be released. Dana was also there (the please-could-she-be-any-better Felicity Huffman) and she was in orange, which was the known good side. Jeremy (the wow-where-did-this-guy-come-from-greatness known as Joshua Malina) was there, but didn't appear to be on either team, but was somehow helping the good side in his perfectly quirky Jeremy way. His girlfriend Natalie (the wonder-what-she's-doing-now Sabrina Lloyd) was on the good team, and I think she was wearing red like me. She was her typical neurotic self. Those are the only characters I remember seeing, and I couldn't tell you who the other evil players were. They didn't seem significant.
I remember a vague journey through a lunchroom of sorts that looked more like the eating area from a ski lodge, and I remember us making serious eye contact as we lay on the floor of another room, somehow plotting our overthrow. I don't even know what the game was that we were playing, but it was three on three, and when I beat Casey, we shook hands and it was clear that he and I were leading this effort. We held hands for a few seconds too long and exchanged some sort of little rocks. I just remember he smiled a little and so did I and that's how we knew. When the good had won more than the evil in this little room we were released and were all breathing very slowly and deeply as we walked outside and Casey just kept saying, "Three more wins. Three more wins." Because apparently if we won three more times we'd win the whole thing and the good would be released from the evil.
I'm just assuming we won since I woke up at that point and am now sitting here typing this. But really? I haven't watched Sports Night in ages, but it is without a doubt one of my all-time favorite shows. And you can never go wrong with Peter Krause gracing the screens of anything, especially your own mind, right?
Anyway, that's it. Yet another installment of, my own personal crazy.
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