In My Brain While Sleeping… Fictional Character’s Children Don’t Share
30 Rock, oh 30 Rock, how much do I love thee? Apparently enough to dream about you on more than one occasion.
Or at least this guy:
In this particular brain drain, I was spending Christmas with the Jordan family. I had bought Tracy Jr. a guitar, and I couldn’t wait for him to open it up so I could play it.
Once dinner was finished, he opened it and I helped put the guitar together (because for some reason, assembly was required).
Once I tuned the six-stringer, I readied to strum. But he wouldn’t let me. Even after I reminded him that I bought it for him, and that I put it together, he still shook his head, arms outreached.
I handed it over, sort of peeved, and woke up.
DREAM INGREDIENTS: A late night helping of pizza sticks… and an episode of 30 Rock.