Vampires

I had a crazy dream last night involving Vampires.

I think it's a result of me being in a bookstore on the weekend, and scoffing at the fact that they had a Vampire section (populated by Tweens).

So I'm partnered with Laurence Fishburne, and we're sent to question this lady, as part of some ongoing investigation.

After a few questions, the lady gets aggravated, and starts acting very weird. She starts moving all...herky jerky (think Sadako Yamamura in Ringu). Larry motions for me to leave the room, which I'm more than happy to do. He has this "Morpheus is about to whoop ass" look on his face, so I know he'll be alright, but just in case, I pull out my firearm, and shoot the woman twice in her face. She smiles, which scares the shit out of me, and I proceed to -not so slowly- leave the premises.

At this point the house is shaking. When I get outside, I can see them going at it, Matrix styles (yes I can see through walls). A crowd has gathered around the house, and I attempt (with little success) to clear the area. Suddenly, a very large explosion happens. After the dust settles, I can see that the house has been decimated. A lot of people are injured and panicking, so I lead them away from the house.

Emergency Services is now on the scene, and they begin to help the injured. I return to the scene of the commotion, and I see two ladies on the ground crying; one of them holding Laurence's decapitated head. The Vampire is nowhere to be found.

As I wander down the streets, still confused about the events, I notice a strange, darkly clad man looking at me. He tells me that I should probably get myself checked, smiles, and then crosses the street.

*ominous music*

I let you down, partner.

La Vampire - Michael Andrews

Caught With A Classic

Another day of unemployment leads to an afternoon excursion to the public library. I am to return books that are overdue, and pickup a book I had reserved earlier.

As I drop off my books, a lady at the counter catches my attention. A little heavy in the buttocks; a little weary from child bearing, but still attractive enough to bring out the inner wolf. She's involved in some colorless conversation with an employee at the library. Something about some books she ordered not being available. I pay her no mind and tread to the reserved books section.

I pick up my new book and head to the check out section. All the workers are busy doing what seems to be everything but helping those ready to leave the place. During this brief delay, the aforementioned lovely approaches.

With ocular precision, I guide her to check out counter. I smile, I salute. She smiles, she's cute.

She has a selection of movies. I inquire about the titles. I don't recognize them, but I feign interest. She looks at my book, smiles, looks again, judgment is now painted on her face.

"Peter Pan?"

Yes, Peter Pan.

Employee arrives, my book is checked out, I leave without looking back.

End Game.

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