Free Winona

• I had a dream about Winona Ryder.
• Not that kind of dream ...
• you perv.
• but it was one of those dreams that seem really real,
• for real.
• I was in a crowded outdoor marketplace type place, and then I spotted Winona.
• She was shopping with a friend, and people were crowded around her, let's be honest, because she's a boss.
• I didn't go near them because, let's be honest, I am too cool for school, and didn't want to be one of 'those' people.
• But then I noticed that she payed for something, and forgot her wallet.
• So naturally, I picked it up ... and chased her down.
• ... and returned her wallet to her.
• She thanked me.
• So then I said, "I'm sure you get Beetlejuice & Girl, Interrupted all the time, but you'll always be Jo March to me."
• [I assuming all of you enlightened readers remember Jo from Little Women.]
• So she laughed, and then departed with her friend ... but then turned around and said, "hey Liz, Jo. Such a little name for... such a person."
• and then we both laughed ... and then continued going separate ways.
• [if I was awake and coherent, and this encounter happened in real time, I probably would have also blurted out, "and I loved you in The Crucible , even though you were an obnoxious bitch!"]
• I enjoyed the dream.
• ... and I am pretty sure this means that in a parallel universe Winona Ryder and I are friends.