I had a very lovely dream where I took a trip aboard a haunted aeroship to Argentina in the company of Nightcrawler/Kurt Wagner last night.

*pushes the That Was Weird button*

I rarely remember my dreams anymore... since about the age of 14... but this one was just weird; MULTI-FANDOMS!

Long of the short of it, I was a vampire and Lord Zedd was "working" for me. Think the way that Willie Loomis 'worked' for Barnabas. Yeah, Zedd was my bitch. I had taken over an old SHIELD underground massive facility and was useing it as my home base. Zedd had retrofitted it with alien tech so if SHIELD decided they wanted it back - too fucking bad.

So I'm off with Loki and a half-vampire Alan Frog making both the X-Men's lives miserable with a long series of indirect shenanigans and dancing (there was a waltz and a paso doble) our way across the new's Alphabet soup talking about paranoia and how it breeds fear, how the bogie-man saved society and scary is good.

While I'm out, this hunter showed up in my facility to kill me. Fortunately, Zedd is an utter badass and not at all like he was on Power Rangers. This guy goes down in about a tenth of the time of your average commercial and Zedd's not done with him yet. He's got this guy tied down and is bleeding him, bottling the blood and sticking it in the fridge for me.

Did I ever tell you about my LB Dream?

About a year ago I had a dream that I was back in California, on the boardwalk chilling with the Lost Boys, trying not to let them know that I was a folklorist with a particular interest in vampire hunting. I was basically doing recon... observing vampires looking for little habits and weighing them against the folklore, and gathering bits of useful intel.

We're walking out of a shop when the sky goes blood red, bats everywhere and David goes "Damn... Dracula woke up."

And then I woke up.