Last night, or rather, this morning, I had a muppet related dream. I think Gonzo was in it, but I can't really remember the part with him all that well. Anyway, the part I can remember begins when I'm swimming down some river(Don't remember why though. Crazy dream world. I don't even know how to swim well, and in this, I was actually a pretty good swimmer.) I make it to where I'm supposed to be, and I'm just swimming and waiting for someone(I think I might have been waiting for my mom.) Anyway, I get out of the river, and I'm behind a fence, and on the other side of the fence, I see Richard Hunt walk by. He's followed by two little kids for some reason, I think he was watching over them for someone. I shouted hi to him, but he ignored me. Somehow, I come to the conclusion that I'm in the past and no one can see me.
Anyway, later on, I have followed Richard and the two kids to the movie theater, and I'm sitting next to Richard. The movie starts and Richard steps out to take a call, I believe. The movie that was playing looked oddly like a pixar movie, and for some reason I thought it was Wall-e, which is odd, because 1. I haven't seen Wall-e yet, and 2. in the dream, I thought I was in the past and this would have at least been over twenty years before Wall-e was supposed to come out(In this dream, Richard Hunt looked a lot like he did in Trading Places, so I figure this would have been before 1983 or so.) Anyway, I shout(I shouted a lot in this dream, which is odd because I'm always quiet) hi to the two kids Richard is watching after. They are annoyed at me, and tell me to keep quiet, because everyone is trying to watch the movie. I apologize over and over again, and they just look at me, annoyed. This is odd, because I don't even question the fact that they can see and hear me. For some reason, I think that when I return to my own time, I'm going to marry one of these boys. Another odd thing is that I thought one of these boys was Steve Whitmire, which couldn't be so, because Steve is only nine years younger than Richard, and Richard was in his early thirties in this dream, which would make Steve be in his early twenties. And these two boys weren't even teenagers, so it would have been impossible for one of them to be Steve(Of course, in dreamland, you'll never know what could be possible.)
Anyway, Richard returns and is sitting next to me again. He tells me to give up the act and tell him who I am. He could obviously tell that I was one of his fans. I lean my head against his shoulder and we start talking. I tell him of my dream to become a puppeteer and he just listens, silently(Odd that no one's telling me to shut up, because we're still in the movie theater.) Later, Richard introduces me to some of his friends. I didn't happen to catch their names, but I think they were Frank, Steve and Dave. By this point, the two little boys that Richard was watching over have disappeared.
The dream is a little fuzzy from then, but then I remember Richard and I being in a room. Richard's in love with me(And of course, I love him back, but I didn't make that clear to him in the dream) but he doesn't know I'm from the future. I don't want it to be hard for him when I return to the my time, so I fake my own death(Like that would be any easier on him, for crying out loud!) I have this vial that I got from two little boys(Not the same ones from before. These two boys looked like Phineas and Ferb from that Disney Channel cartoon.) In the vial is some sort of liquid which I drink in front of Richard, and thus, fake my own death. He's sad of course, but I don't see him again from that point on. Later on, I meet up with the boys that look like Phineas and Ferb, and they know a way for me to get back to the my time(Of course they do. They probably built a time machine for me or something.) Anyway, before I can get back to my time, I wake up. Which, if you think about it, I did return to my own time(Just not in my dream, that is.)
So there's my muppet related dream. Long and very confusing. But all in all, it was a dream about the great Richard Hunt, and for the longest time, I've been wanting a dream with him in it. Looks like I finally got one. Yay me!(Sorry, I couldn't resist the London Tipton quote, but yeah. Yay!) I must thank dear Richard for finally doing this for me, like he has done for so many in the past. Wherever he is, he knew that I was quite down last night, and he decided to cheer me up by being in my dream finally.