Fierce!

I saw this on The Superficial this morning and had to re-post it. We all know the Tyra Banks Show contains more Poor Mans Oprah than piss in a kiddie pool but seeing this really hurt my heart. You know how collage improv groups impersonate celebrities, where someone is such a big fan of whoever did the impression originally on SNL they’re unaware that they are actually just doing an impression of that person’s impression. Here’s the daytime talk show equivalent of that:

Dream.

I had a dream last night that I was staring in a movie where I discovered Willie Nelson was my father. I went on a Pee-Wee's Big Adventure-type roadtrip across the US I was trying to find Willie and tell him he was my dad. This fluidly moved into another dream in which I was trying to sell the screenplay to this film, called The Half Nelson, to studios.