Last night I dreamed I ordered pizza and had a bunch of Ray Harryhausen movies all lined up for my own little informal marathon. When the pizza guy showed up, it turned out he was the guy who lives across the hall from me. I invited him in to watch the movies with me. He was pretty cool I guess, but he kept talking about the new Clash of the Titans like it was better than the Harryhausen version.

Not really a nightmare, I guess, but kind of annoying, you know?

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