I Dreamed A Dream...

I just woke up, and I remember having the most awesome dream last night!

In it, my home was part of some sort of hotel, and Hugh Jackman and his awesome wife Deborrah-lee Furness were staying there! I'm not entirely sure of all the details, but somehow I knew they were there, and I actively searched them both out.

I found Deborrah-lee first. I called her over, and I started telling her about how big a fan I was of both hers and Hugh's. She responded very politely, and we discussed some of her work. I remember directly telling her how much I loved her short film "Standing Room Only" and her shock when she realized I'd seen it, as well as a large grin on her face when I blushed, looked down and mumbled that I'd seen almost everything Hugh had ever done.

Right before my conversation with Deborrah-lee ended, she sat down on the side of my bed (somehow we were in my room), leaned over me, then kissed my forehead. It was a motherly gesture, and a very comforting and much appreciated one.

Well, now that I'd found her and KNEW she was there, I figured Hugh had to be there as well, so I stared searching for him. At first, I didn't find him. It was highly disappointing, and reminded me of a conversation I held with a friend a long time ago about how if you see one celebrity you like, you're probably not gonna see another one unless you're on a movie or film set or something.

However, that happily did not turn out to be the case in my dream. Instead, I heard him talking with someone, so I ran in the direction of his voice. He was in another room, the door wide open. I knocked on it and was given permission to enter.

From there, a very long, wonderful conversation was started. It began with me introducing myself, and telling Hugh was a huge fan of his I was. He smiled back and told me how nice it was to have fans like me. All the basic polite chitchat led to us discussing characters he'd played, what he thought of them, etc. The part I remember most from the conversation that was in the room was me asking him about Wolverine as he was in X-Men and X2: X-Men United, and the relationship with Rogue. I specifically asked him how Wolverine REALLY felt about Rogue, and his response, as I remember it was:

"I think Wolverine loves Rogue. She's the first character within the movie series to make him feel like he's worth something, not just a loner and brawler. He actively checks up on her in the first film, worried about the companion who in only a few moments made him care about someone besides himself. After all, remember how desperate Logan was to save Rogue at the Statue of Liberty..."

I ended up cutting Hugh's comment off to ask him what he thought about a Wolverine/Rogue relationship that included being a couple. Hugh made a comment about liking the idea, and thinking it would be cool to work with Anna Paquin again, but I don't remember anything else from his response.

Then, Hugh turned the conversation around on me, and started asking me questions about my goals, what I wanted to accomplish, etc. I remember specifically telling him that my major goal in life was to become an Oscar-winning Screenwriter and Director, and someday a mother.

Hugh responded by telling me a highly clichéd line: "Don't give up on your goals, and someday you'll get there."

I think I raised my eyebrow at him before continuing my response about how I'd love to have him in a movie of mine someday, possibly playing a young grandfather or a father with 20-something kids and teenagers. This ended up with Hugh giving me a giant bear hug! (And boy did that feel great!)

All during this time, Hugh and I were walking along, and somehow we ended up on a train together, still talking, with Deborra-lee a few rows behind us, rolling her eyes at our conversation and laughing lightly.

The conversation on the train turned towards Hugh once more. I asked him about the lunch he had with Miley Cyrus about some movie that they were supposed to costar in. I asked Hugh why he would risk his career like that.

I didn't get a response about the career risk, but I did get a response about the Miley issue. Hugh said that it had only been an idea, and he wasn't going to do the movie with her (and then grinned as I sighed in relief).

Unfortunately, I don't remember any more of the conversation I held with Hugh, but I remember that my stop on the train had come up, and Hugh and Deborra-lee BOTH hugged me goodbye and said that they hoped to see me around New York again, which means that I must have been somewhere in New York, though I don't know exactly where. (The area around me was completely new to me, even though I've been to New York many times before...)

The last thing I remember from my dream is seeing Hugh and Deborra-lee waving to me from the train as it continued on its way out of the station.




Quite the interesting dream, huh? I wonder what it means for me in the long run, as I believe dreams have deeper meanings than just what we see and remember in them. Of course, that's nothing to say of the frustration when I woke up and realized my dream wasn't real... Let me know what you think of this! I'd love to hear some opinions on the meanings of the dream!

My Brilliant Idea

Ok, many people know that I'm a hardcore Kenyon Minion.

And for those of you who don't know what that means, I'll explain. A Kenyon Minion is a fan of the incredible Sherrilyn Kenyon, author of many series including the Dark-Hunter® Series, which is a preternatural series that deals with vampires, gods and goddesses, were-creatures, and all sorts of other stuff - I'd say more, but I'd give so much detail that you might just go insane! LOL

Anyways, I have a brilliant idea! As such a hardcore Minion, I am one of many who want a tv show or movies about my favorite characters, especially in this time, when vampires are so popular - See the awesome True Blood, the defunct Moonlight, and the highly overrated Twilight (random rant: Twilight is horrible and badly written! Get better stuff to read! Bella is a lame lead! The vampires in the series are even lamer!) end of random rant). As I was saying, it's time for the Dark-Hunters to get their own series, especially since the Anita Blake series is getting one now too.

So, my brilliant idea:

MINIONS, it's time to CAMPAIGN FOR A DARK-HUNTER SHOW! We have to show the industry what we want! My idea is to start a letter writing/email/etc. campaign to Seed Productions, which is owned by Hugh Jackman, Deborra-lee Furness, and John Palermo. As their last show failed miserably, what better way for them to get over it by producing a tv show with a pretty much guaranteed audience? Plus, in that set of three, we know that there's some serious talent! Hugh is, as I'm sure we all know, one of very few legitimate triple threats in the current entertainment industry. (Triple threat = singer, dancer, actor.) However, most people (read: Americans) don't know about his amazing wife, Deborra-lee Furness. She is another incredible actor, but she has also directed before (Deb wrote and directed a short film called Standing Room Only, which is available on DVD).

Now, knowing that the Dark-Hunter series is written by a woman, I think the best idea is to have a woman direct the show. I think a Minion campaign to get a Dark-Hunter show HAS to have it written into the movement that a woman direct the series, since it is my firm belief that a woman will be able to better grasp some of the more subtle nuances of the series. It is also my firm belief that Deborra-lee Furness is just the woman for the job.


Something needs to be done for the fans of Dark-Hunters! We, as much as any other group out there, DESERVE our brave heros like Acheron, Savitar, Zarek, Kyrian, Valerius, Vane, etc brought to life on the "small" screen. However, to get what we want, we have to reach for the dream first, by actively searching for a way to accomplish it.

Please join me if you want a Dark-Hunter tv series as much as I do!

Another Hugh Jackman Dream...

A couple quick notes about this post. First, AOC is the name of my high school, Academy of the Canyons Middle College High School. Second, some of the names have been changed to protect the true identities of people I know. Hugh and Deb are two who are not, as they're the focus of my dream, and thus very important. (Plus, I don't know them personally...)

Ok, now on to my magnificent dream! LOL


















I had an even better experience last night in my sleep. First, I was at some sort of performance that was outside in a park. The Jackman family was there as both members of the audience and players onstage. I caught site of them running back and forth to the bathroom for costume changes. I noticed that Ava was running off, so I yelled to Deb, since she was done changing, and ran after then grabbed Ava, carrying her back over to her mother. Deb thanked me profusely, then asked if I was going to the party afterward.

I responded with an “Of course,” and continued on my way.

Soon after that, I went over to the party. It was at some kind of school campus, with several rooms set up just like an elementary school. Once we walked in, the hallway turned a 90 degree angle right. The first room was vacant. The second room was where we went in.

The party was already going, and lots of people were dancing and playing games, including one of the few chaperones, Hugh. He and Deb had someone else watching the kids, so now they were enjoying themselves. Hugh was playing some weird games with the guys in the room, and Deb was sitting in a chair by the door, looking very relaxed and comfortable. The other chaperones were milling about, and they included the entire staff from AOC.

I went over to the door, and asked Deb if I could ask her a question. She said it was fine, so I asked her about if it was possible for me to get a copy of “Corelli” on DVD as a Region 1 set. She grabbed my hand, and pulled me into the room to our right, which was where personal objects belonging to the chaperones was. She then went to her purse, grabbed a phone, and dialed it, telling whoever was on the line that she needed a copy of her show “Corelli” on DVD for a Region 1 player. She followed up with a hand over the phone and asked if I wanted any other DVDs.

Being grateful, I said no. She smiled at me, then went back to talking on the phone for a few minutes, then hung up. We started to chat, and I asked her if she had an iPhone. She told me yes, but that she was still figuring it out, so it wasn’t with her there.

We walked back into the party, and as we did, she asked for my phone number with area code. I gave it to her. Deb smiled again, and thanked me, then asked if I would ever be willing to travel with her and Hugh and their kids, kind of as a nanny. She assured me that I would be well paid, and she’d almost always be there too.

I thanked her and accepted the job.

By this point, we were back in the party room, and sitting in chairs next to each other. Deb told me that while she was enjoying our chat, I was young and should go enjoy myself and play some games or dance. I listened, and went towards the dance floor, letting the music that was playing fill my blood and started to move.

I danced for a while, not really caring that I was the center of attention until I noticed that Hugh was kind of stalking towards me. The song I had been dancing to ended, so I stopped to take a breath and let my heartbeat slow down.

Hugh stopped when he was right in front of me, and a tango started to play, rather like the ones from the Addams Family movie, dark and very sensuous. He held out his hand to me, and I grabbed it as he twirled me into his body.

From then on, the dance went very quickly, and we were smiling and laughing the whole time. Deb came over again, and told us that we were wonderful dancers.

The she grabbed my hand again, and we walked out of the room and into the hallway, where we followed the turn, and continued on until we reached the main office, where the office ladies of AOC sat chatting and laughing. Mrs. Newman had some kind of a dog there with her on a leash, though it was not a black lab. Deb smiled at her and told that I’d been asking about an iPhone. Then she left to go back to the party and chaperone again.

Mrs. Newman handed me her iPhone and told me to be careful with it. I thanked her and then l gathered my things and went outside.

From there, I got bullied by 3 girls, though I can only place 2 of them. The first was Jennifer Burder* and the second was Angela Romea*. They chased me around, trying to get the iPhone. Just after they had gotten it, a guy came and grabbed it from them, then gave it back to me.

I figured that there was no point in trying to use it anymore, so I picked it up, grabbed my stuff, then went back to the office, and returned it to Mrs. Newman. She told me to go to the first room, the one that I had passed before, and go in. Prince would be giving a fee concert.

I did so, and sure enough, there was a concert. Somehow, in the middle of the first song, Alanis Morissette stands up from the crowd, and starts singing “Ironic.” She also started passing out pies and such, then spoke to me and my friends surrounding me.

Soon after that, I left the concert and went back to the other room. Even though I begged for an autograph from Hugh, he denied me, saying that I would soon be his employee, so I didn’t need it.

All in all, it was a fun, interesting dream.

I Dream Of... HUGH JACKMAN?!?!?!?!?!

Last night, I dreamed of Hugh Jackman again. In this dream, we were all sitting near each other on a plane in the business seats. It was me and mom, and him, his wife, and his two children. Hugh was the row behind us, and he has Oscar on his right and Ava on his left, and beyond that, no one else. The plane was pretty empty. Mom and I were the row in front of him, and I was sitting in front of Oscar. Hugh’s wife, Deborra-Lee Furness, was sitting directly to my left, and in front of him. We started chatting, and she was nice, but very detached.

Later during the flight, my bra got trashed because it was too small, and had ripped by getting caught on the back of the seat over the top of the tank top I was wearing. Deborra-Lee told Hugh to give me his jacket, and he tossed a nice, warm, sweet-smelling leather jacket over me. I then used the jacket to cover myself, turned my head over the seat, and thanked him.

With that little conversation started, we spent the rest of the plane ride talking, except when I went to the bathroom to put a bra top on (that had been stowed away in my carry-on luggage). When I got back from that little chore, Oscar had decided that he wanted to hang with his mom, and Ava was asleep beside Hugh. Hugh then whispered to me that I should sit next to him so that we didn’t have to talk so loudly and wake Ava up.

I, of course, very happily sat down next to him, and we continued to talk. At one point, he told me that he admired my work. He also told me that my last two novels were very well written, and that he hoped that they would be turned into films soon. He even offered to set me up with a meeting with some potential directors, and the companies behind them, so long as he was able to be a producer/actor in the film versions.

Of course, I accepted happily, and told him that some of the characters had pieces of him in them, and that I wanted him to play the main character, if the films were ever made.

Hugh looked at me and laughed. “Those books are considered two of the greatest American novels ever! I’m sure if you checked your phone, then you’d have tons of missed calls!”

At that point, the flight had ended, so I thought that the conversation was over, but it turned out that all of us had to switch planes to get where we were going. (I still have no clue what our destination was supposed to be.)

On this other plane, my mother and I were in busincess class again, but the Jackman family occupied the 1st class seats. Since they were the only ones in first class, they told the stewardesses that they wanted me and mom to go sit with them.

The flight staff agreed, and this time, the rows were:

empty seats (Open Aisle) empty seats
Hugh Me (Open Aisle) Oscar Deborra-Lee
empty seats (Open Aisle) Mom Ava
empty seats (Open Aisle) empty seats

We all continued chatting until we reached our destination, and then I woke up.

This is the best dream I’ve had in a long time.