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Sunday, November 04, 2001
Strange dream last night. As usual, it didn't make any sense.
The Dream Turns out that my Dad knows Richard Pryor. They used to work with each other. So, the family goes to pay him a visit. I wasn't sure how Mom would deal with that, given Mr. Pryor's career as a stand-up comic known for his language, but everything seemed to be cool. He took a shine to me, and that was cool as well. As we all know, Richard Pryor has multiple sclerosis. In my dream, however, it was Parkinson's. He would have gotten leg braces, but the money he got from the tobacco settlement wasn't as much as he thought it would be, so he makes due with a cane. We (me, my family, Mr. Pryor and Mr. Pryor's home-aide) went from his house to a different house where it was easier for Mr. Pryor to move around. Then we went to a park. I'm tempted to say that the park was in Grant Bennett's Dreamland® Washington, DC. It was a pretty neat park, and Richard Pryor impressed us all by showing us his old slapstick routines from when he did Vaudeville. Then, the shooting began. Apparently, some hit men were hired to take down Richard Pryor. I think that we stopped them. The end. Comments by: YACCS |