Thursday

22 October 2009

I spent a part of my morning trying to figure out why William Shatner once again invaded my dreams, and why in the hell he was in my kitchen grilling chicken for the cats.

I posed this question on Facebook, and Murf figured it out right away.

William Shatner = Denny Crane.
We bring chicken home from Denny's for the kitties.
Max loves Denny.

Duh.

I should learn to think in smaller circles...

9 comments:

Angel and Kirby said...

That Murf! He is a great thinker

kenju said...

Six degrees of separation....LOL

Roses said...

So... then...
I shouldn't be amazed that Cellar Door posted this today?
(Take a close look at the pic in the upper left.)

http://grandmascellardoor.blogspot.com/2009/10/friday-farm-functionals-barn-mural-and.html

Heather said...

As long as James Spader doesn't show up with him and Shatner in matching pink flamingo outfits I think you'll be okay.

carli said...

As my ex would say, you have no fog.

Or maybe we're swapping dreams. I've had Star Trek V in my DVD player for a week.

Or maybe it's a Halloween thing--you know Michael Meyers's mask was actually a Captain Kirk mask?

The Whiskeratti said...

Hey, we never got a follow up on Buddah's tummy. How is he these days?

Klaatu said...

I you sure it wasn't James T. Kirk Shatner?
Maybe he was naked, with only an apron covering his starship, whilst he grilled tribbles.
Don't repress your Trekkie desires.
Embrace nerdom.

Karen Jo said...

It must be nice to have that all figured out. It makes a lot of sense, the way Murf explained it.

Roses said...

"an apron covering his starship, whilst he grilled tribbles"

::snort::