When I take the heavy nighttime drugs, my dreams tend to look something like a Yo Gabba Gabba/Death to Smoochy hybrid, where weird things happen like Donny Osmond and I are in monkey suits and then all of his teeth fall out and while I try to catch them, giant hot pink planes start dropping boxed sets of Mad Men out of the sky. But only season 1. So, it really should have come as no surprise to me that I had the exact same dream two nights in a row this week (thanks to some lovely Tylenol cold & sinus nighttime) where Trip Fontaine and I held-up a Target to steal diapers, yu-gi-oh cards, and coconut m&ms (I blame her for this part). oh, and we were naked.and he called me a STONE FOX at least three times and I swooned, only it was an ugly swoon on account of the whole nakedness thing. And he really want to get me to drink Schnapps. and we fight over the way to pronounce that word.
WHAT? tell me you are not googling Trip Fontaine right now. blasphemy.
This, friends, is Trip Fontaine.
yes. just yes.
It’s funny, you know, dreaming about a fictional character…because, you know, the dude who plays him – Josh Hartnett – is not all the interesting to me at all, but slap on a leisure suit and some 70s style sunglasses and weird hair and ohmydamn. YES.
which, you know, only led me to have a conversation with my Aiming Low girls about the top 5 fictional characters that we’d totally do – like Mr. Darcy (but ONLY the Colin Firth version) and Edward Cullen and how Sawyer would totally be on that list except for the fact that he got all soft or something last season. (see what I did there? I’ve now just added four that I don’t need to include in my 5. CHEATER!) Only, for the first, um, 15 minutes or so, I was kind of having the conversation with myself, as I strolled down fictional lane and came up with these…
1. Don Draper. Mad Men. The Playboy. (see also…Roger Sterling. The Older Man)
2. Jake Ryan. Sixteen Candles. The Ideal.
3. Tim Riggins. Friday Night Lights. The Bad Boy.
4. Will Schuester. Glee. The Good Boy.
5. Ben Covington. Felicity. The One You’d Follow to NYC.
and there has to be a PS. JORDAN CATALANO. My-So-Called-Life. The Crush.
