Don't you hate when Leatherface shows up in your dreams?
I think it has to do with me seeing the trailer for Rob Zombie's re-imagining of Halloween earlier tonight. While I am excited about the movie, I do NOT like it when mass murderers pop up in my dreams. Especially when that dream is playing out like a movie and I want to shout at the people in them to stop being bumpkins and lock the fucking doors and windows! I can handle the dad getting it after he made his pregnant daughter go 'fetch the firewood' while her husband and him talked about that pesky weird guy they took the chainsaw from earlier. I woke myself up when I couldn't get the back door in my dream to lock and the old hound dog and her pup wanted to sleep on the back porch. I know what's going to happen next and I refuse to participate!
So I got up, got me some orange juice and figured I'd write about it to keep Leatherface away.
*finishes up drink*
Let's hope it worked cause it was weird watching him help the little girl close windows (her from the inside, him from the outside) and then waving at her before her mother came.