Posts Tagged ‘Fifth Doctor’

They wouldn’t let me touch their swords, so I wouldn’t let them touch mine.

My plan for Halloween 2011 had always been to save up some money and finally buy a Ghostbusters costume – complete with an accurate proton pack.  It was going to be costly, but dammit…I’ve wanted it since I was ten years old!  In fact, back in ’84 I made and put up flyers in my neighborhood offering up my services as a Ghostbuster.  In the midst of drawing the logo on one of these flyers I was suddenly hit with a thought:  What if somebody actually called me because they had a terrifying spook, spectre or ghost?  I stopped for a moment and considered and came to the only reasonable conclusion:  I would just have to take care of it.  Back to the flyer. Cut to May of last year.  I was putzing around on the internet at work and came across just outright lousy and terrible news.  Randy “Macho Man” Savage had passed away.  I soon came to the conclusion that my Halloween costume would simply have to be about him.  A large gathering of friends were going to Chicago for the wedding of our great friends Justin and Kathy.  They were having a Halloween-themed wedding and Savage was invited!Everybody thought it was a blast…with the exception of the mother of the bride (but she didn’t cause a stink or anything).

As Comic-Con approached this year, it only made sense that I would pull the robe out of the box in the closet and show Randy off again.  I began to grow out the beard and touched up the costume with some reasonably passable boots. I hadn’t been to Comic-Con since 2008.  I didn’t really have the urge to make the trip out last year, but then was EXTREMELY jealous when my friends got their picture with Matt Smith from Doctor Who!

And somehow that pic got topped…when Matt Smith showed off the pic on his own cell phone TO THE WORLD on the Graham Norton Show!

In another universe (the WWE Universe), another big nerd passion of mine was being represented at Comic-Con:  CM Punk would be at a panel and signing autographs with Sheamus and Zack Ryder.  I really wanted to get his impression of the silly photoshop page I have set up for him:  CM Punk Is Not Impressed

I aim high.  I set up two goals for myself this past weekend.

1)  Get a picture with CM Punk and Sheamus while dressed as Savage

a) CM Punk gives the “Not Impressed” look in the shot

b) Punk and Sheamus drape their belts over each of my shoulders in the shot [hey – I SAID I aim high!]

2)  Get a picture one-on-one with Matt Smith

In my head I saw both of these pictures as being real possibilities.

I left Anaheim on Thursday at about 4:30am and it took about 90 minutes to arrive in my 30 dollar per day parking spot.  Whereas I didn’t expect my friends to be awake yet (they were) I decided to change in the car.

HEY – do you ever want to feel like an asshole?  Prance about an unfamiliar town for several blocks wearing a pink speedo and a robe at 6:30 in the morning.

The line to pick up badges was ricockulously long.  Eventually I got in and went up to stand in line for the WWE / Mattel panel.  I was about 8th in line.  Once we got in I got a spot in the 2nd row.  These guys were close!

After a presentation from the Mattel guys, Zack, Sheamus and Punk were introduced.  Punk didn’t have his title with him (there’s a chunk gone from the perfect picture).  They did kind of a standard Q and A, then Punk and Zack took off and Sheamus continued until Alberto Del Rio and Ricardo Rodriguez barged in to build some hype for their match on Sunday.

Alberto was frigging hilarious.

He got heat by bringing out an “Issue #1” of a comic book (I think it was Superman) and ripping it up.  I’m in the video grinning like an idiot – unapologetically.

After the panel, most of us headed to the Mattel booth where the three performers were signing.  THIS was my chance to see what Punk thought of CM Punk Is Not Impressed, and hopefully get a pic with him being “Not Impressed” with my costume.  While waiting, my new WWE friend Dianne (and fan of the Punk page) saw Dolph Ziggler walking the floor.  She pretty much freaked out and ran off to get her pic with him while I kept her place in line.  She came back with a great shot which inspired me to pretty much do the same.  I approached him and asked (in my Savage voice), “Could The ‘Macho Man’ get a picture with ‘The Show Off’?”  He smirked and said, “sure”.  I believe he was geniuinely amused.

Eventually we got our face time with the guys signing.  Sheamus asked me right away if I used bronzer for the costume.  I confirmed this (I’m generally very pale) and Sheamus mentioned it to Punk.

Sheamus:  Punk, check it out: this guy’s using bronzer!

Punk:  So are you Randy Savage or a gypsy?

Me (about as meekly as I’ve ever sounded): I’m the Macho Man Randy Savage!

Punk (smiling): Oh, OK.

Me (trying to get back on track):  Are you familiar with CM Punk Is Not Impressed?  Photoshopping you into funny situations?

Punk:  I’ve heard of them, yeah.  They’re always tweeting me.

Me:  Well, it’s me.  I was wondering if I could get a picture of you not being impressed with my costume?

Punk:  Sure.

Lady in control of line:  We’ve got to keep this line moving!

Me:  I was just going to get a pic here.

Lady in control of line:  We’ve GOT to keep this line moving!

Punk:  Sorry, pal.

And that was it.  The guy has a schedule to keep and people to see.

After assessing our discussion…what he said, how he said it, general tone of the meeting… I have come to the conclusion that CM Punk couldn’t give two shits about CM Punk Is Not Impressed.

Or to say it another way:

CM Punk Is Not Impressed With CM Punk Is Not Impressed

It was kind of a bummer.  I was hoping that he’d dig it or at least get a chuckle out of it, but no such luck.  At the end of the day I was just the scrawny dork in a pink speedo and a curtain (which really isn’t far from the truth).

So be it.  Zero out of one so far, one to go.  I explored the floor a bit and got some fun pics.

My plan was to be Savage on Thursday and Saturday, no costume on Friday, and the 5th Doctor from Doctor Who on Sunday.  However, after 8 hours in my Savage gear (and being mocked for it by my hero) I decided to pack it up.  The wig made me sweat a bunch, and the costume boots – while looking very cool – were not very good for my feet.  I dressed normally and enjoyed the rest of my day as myself.

Friday I walked around a bunch.  A BUNCH.  I didn’t go to any panels, but observed more costumes and really tried to take in the convention floor.

As the day went on, I prepped for my plan to meet Matt Smith (The Eleventh Doctor from Doctor Who).  A massive Doctor Who fan, my favorite Doctor is the Fifth Doctor:

I had to shave my beard…and I decided to go crazy and dye my hair blonde.  Walking in the Gaslamp District, I found a hair salon to get the work done.

The lady shaved my beard with a straight razor.  I anticipated this being a pleasant experience, but I don’t think she’d done it very often.  It hurt like a motherfucker.

IT HURT LIKE A MOTHERFUCKER.

AND…the blonde dye job turned more into a strawberry blonde dye job.

GREAT.

So Saturday comes along.  My girlfriend makes the trip from Anaheim and brings my (Bob Mitsch’s) 5th Doctor costume.  While getting dressed…I broke the celery in half.

I still haven’t told Bob.  He’s going to fucking flip.

Time was ticking.  I got rapidly dressed and started to look for a nearby store to purchase some tape to mend the celery.  I thought I knew where a CVS was but was having trouble.  It was 80something degrees out, I’m running late, and physically running around San Diego in a shirt, sweater and jacket.  Eventually I find another store with the goods and head back to the hotel to hopefully meet Doctor Who.

“How does this guy expect to meet Matt Smith and get a picture?”, you may be asking yourself.

Good question.  There were literally thousands of people at the convention who certainly had the same desire.  But how could that practically happen?

Well…I’m a pretty lucky guy.  A friend of a friend of a friend is on a television show (a pretty cool one at that!) and was on the TV Guide Fan Favorites panel – WITH Mr. Matt Smith.  I met this person at a party on the 4th of July.  When I found out they were on the panel with The Doctor I made it clear:  “You’re going to help me meet Matt Smith!!”  My friend said that they would see what they could do.

The panel was in the hotel I was staying at, which was a definite plus.  Me and a couple of friends were hanging out as close to the entrance to the panel as we were allowed.  It got down to maybe ten minutes before the panel was set to begin and finally my TV pal showed up and led us all into the green room with everybody.

This was pretty darned exciting.

I enter the room.  It is filled with activity, people talking and having a great time.  Sitting down to my right is Nathan Fillion (Firefly, Castle, Dr. Horrible, nerd icon).  A bit to my left is the BEAUTIFUL Jasika Nicole (Astrid from Fringe), straight on is Joel McHale (Winger from Community and Talk Soup)…and a bit further to the left is Doctor Who himself, Matt Smith.

I am the only person in the room wearing a costume.

I casually approach Matt’s general area as he is talking to a fellow, and his friend immediately notices my costume and enthusiastically approves.  Matt kind of waves me over and his friend moves along.

Kev:  Listen, I’m going to be honest, here.  When you were cast as The Doctor I was like, “They’re fuckin’ Twilighting my show!”

Matt:  “Who’s THIS guy?”, right?

Kev:  But – you’re REALLY good!  You’ve totally sold me.  You’ve got it and I’m very happy you’re The Doctor.

Matt:  Thanks, man!  We should get a picture!

I asked my girlfriend to take our picture.  Matt was going for the traditional “arm around the shoulders”  shot, but I asked him if we could pose for our action/adventure series.  I then took a picture of her with him.  Matt told me to have a great Comic-Con and took off to get ready for the panel.

Couldn’t have gone better.  The dude was very nice, gracious, and generally super cool.  And I didn’t make an ass of myself.

Everybody started heading to the panel, but I really needed to process the event.  I wouldn’t have been able to sit still for an hour and didn’t want to embarrass my TV pal who got me in.

THIS WAS THE HIGHLIGHT OF THE WEEKEND.

…and then there were Zombies.

NOT NOW, SKELETOR!

As promotion for the Walking Dead, a part of PetCo Park (not the actual field but the interior perimeter) was turned into an obstacle course filled with zombies.  You and your group (ours was about 25 people) need to navigate from one “Safe Zone” to another.

This video from Gamespot doesn’t do it justice but it’s the best I have to offer.  IT WAS AWESOME!!

(I’m not in this):

I had initially planned on staying well into Sunday for Doctor Who day at the Con, but man…The lines for the panel (and autographs, I heard) had already been started at 10pm the previous night.  I didn’t really feel the need to spend the night sleeping on the ground for a chance to catch a glimpse of the dude I had met, had a small discussion with and took a picture with earlier in the day.

At 10:45pm Saturday night I left San Diego.

As of 11:30am on Wednesday, I almost have complete use of my legs back.

But it was worth it to get the pic with Matt.  Hopefully I’ll be able to dye this back to my natural color, or else I’m bringing out the clippers.

SPOT THE DOUCHEBAG

Not Wearing A Sweater In July Next Year,

Kev

 

Story to come in the next couple of days!

Kev

OR… Doctor Who and the Eleven Doctors

OR… Doctor Who and the Memories of a Time Lord

Or… Whatever you want to call it

Finally it is done!

Ok, well… that’s kind of a lie.  I am writing this on Thursday, October 13th and will fill in details as they become available.  As it truly stands (for me – in this moment), there are still some audio fixes in the beginning and the whole final scene to shoot with the First Doctor and Susan.

A couple of years ago now, my friend Bob Mitsch had made connections with the owner of the TARDIS console from the 1996 TV movie featuring the Seventh and Eighth Doctors.  Paul Salamoff, the aforementioned owner, was kind enough to let us visit the console – this amazing piece of nerd history – and take some pictures with it.  Bob Mitsch himself has put together a number of amazing costumes over time including Doctors, companions and monsters.   Standing at the console and considering all of the resources available to us, I knew that we had to shoot something.

But what?  Living in LA, I thought it might be neat to do something that embraced the scenery.  I wanted to do something new and am pretty sure we haven’t really seen The Doctor in Hollywoodland before.  I wrote a twenty-something page script.  The idea was that a former companion of The Doctor’s had written down their adventures wtih him and sold them as Hollywood scripts, becoming a successful film executive.  I liked it.  I mean, I thought it was really cool, but it was a bit adventurous.  It ended with a music video montage of Doctors Four and Eleven along with Amy Pond exploring the Los Angeles landmarks.

It was too long.

Also – Bob and others have put serious effort into some pretty amazing costumes.  If we have costumes for each of the eleven Doctors, I didn’t want to limit it to just two or three of them.  Bob ALSO has an amazing Cyberman costume that I’ve wanted to put in some sort of project.

I also had access to a Dalek.  I really have no idea why we didn’t use it.

Paul Salamoff, Bob Mitsch, Athena Stamos, CJ DeAngelus, Dalek Pete, Kevin Kittridge. Funnily enough, Mitsch doesn't actually play the 7th Doctor in the short, but brought his costume to get some shots of 7 and 8 at the Console.

AND NOW it is DECEMBER 12th…  I had to rewrite the last scene because I couldn’t score an edit bay (as a location).  I’m pretty happy with it.

So here are the preemptive notes:

* The majority of people in this video are not actors; merely passionate fans doing me a favor.

* “Your wig for Eleven is terrible!”  – – I know.  It’s what we were stuck with.

* “Your accent is terrible!”  – – I know.  Perhaps the First Doctor was right:  maybe I shouldn’t try the accent if I can’t do it convincingly.

* “The 5th Doctor’s hair is supposed to be blonde!”  – –  I know.  I wasn’t going to ask Brad to dye his hair.

* “You used a semi-colon improperly in the first preemptive note!!” – – Sorry, you’re probably right.

* I don’t play guitar.  It shows.  Sorry.

* “The TARDIS time rotor isn’t supposed to have those white arcing lights on it!”  – – How do you know?  You’ve only seen it in one adventure.

* “The Master’s TCE shrinks people to DEATH!  And he can’t bring them back to normal size, what the heck?!” – – Hey now, we’re trying to have fun.

* “How come when the 2nd Doctor come out of his timeline he’s in color, but when the 1st Doctor is seen he is still in black and white?” – – I’ll explain later.

I’m sure other notes will arise.  Please keep in mind that I’m far from perfect and we were trying to have fun.

So GREAT thanks to Paul Salamoff http://www.facebook.com/home.php?#!/PaulSalamoffFanPage

Not only does Paul own the 8th Doctor’s TARDIS console [and that Dalek], but he’s a very accomplished writer and producer of science fiction.

And also the great Bob Mitsch.  Not only did he supply the majority of the costumes, but he helped wrangle fans from his nerd army to help play characters in this.  He’s also a great friend.

And another great friend, the incomparable Rick Schultz.  Rick shot this, edited it, did all the special effects and also co-directed.  Furthermore, he’s more creative than I am.  When I first had the idea for this, the band was going to be playing in an all-white environment (all E-Space like), and the TARDIS was just going to have a black background.  Rick convinced me that he could make them cool.  To be honest, I think a big part of the reason he took this on was to see what he was capable of doing with the effects (but mostly he did it simply to help me out).

And here’s the official cast list:

First Doctor:  Scott Sebring

Second Doctor:  Bob Mitsch

Third Doctor:  Ewan Anderson

Fourth Doctor:  Bob Mitsch

Fifth Doctor:  Brad Hansen

Sixth Doctor:  Aubrey West

Seventh Doctor:  Chad Knueppe

Eighth Doctor:  CJ DeAngelus

Ninth Doctor:  Kevin Kittridge

Tenth Doctor:  Blevin Blittridge

Eleventh Doctor:  Shmevin Shmittridge

The Master:  Michael Weinstein

The Cyberman:  Bob Mitsch

Kevin Kittridge:  Herman Vreshi Von Drake

Susan Foreman:  Jody Houser

Zoe Harriot:  Teri Samuels

Jamie McCrimmon:  Van Donovan

Nyssa of Traken:  Katharine Forman

Ace:  Erin Logan

Amy Pond:  Athena Stamos

So I hope you like it.  If you find yourself in the Los Angeles area, you should check out my improv group.

http://www.inrareformcomedy.com/

I Want To Be There Again,

Kev

So Bob… you writing an adventure for us to shoot or what?

Back in February I went to the Doctor Who convention here in Los Angeles.  The main selling point this year for me was the fact that The Fifth Doctor [Peter Davison] would be appearing.  I’ve been watching Doctor Who since I was 12 or so, and he’s always been my favorite but I’d never met him.  The foremost objective of the day:  get my picture with him.

This was to be relatively easy, as there were scheduled photo ops throughout the weekend.  As I sat in line, dressed as his character from 30 years ago, I worked out how pitch my photo idea to him.  Then it happened.  This was clearly a “step up, smile, *flash*, move along” situation so I didn’t have much time to explain.  I approached him, shook his hand and said, “I think it would be funny if we were back to back, and I looked really super-excited while you looked scared/angry or miserable.”

We took the shot, I shook his hand again and moved along.  Probably 20 seconds with him, but this is the result:

 

I like it.  A lot.

So much so, that I saw some potential here.

I don’t know how many of you Doctor Who fans read the Target Novelizations of the episodes back in they day, but my friend Bob and I collected the heck out of those things.  We each had over a hundred at one point (although Bob had considerably more).  I found my next challenge…to turn this picture into the Target Book cover of my OWN Fifth Doctor Adventure!

Here is THAT result:

 

I like it.  A lot.

 

This is what I do with my time,

Kev

[sorry I haven’t written in a while – been busy]

Kittridge and Mitsch: Time Lords Who Follow Their Own Rules

OK, we didn’t exactly make history but we had a blast!

I recently found out that the current Doctor from Doctor Who [Matt Smith] would be on the Craig Ferguson show, which tapes just a couple of miles from where I work.  I immediately put myself in for a couple of tickets and was confirmed (although they state that they frequently overbook, so admission was not guaranteed).  I thought it would be fun to go in costume.  When I saw that Ferguson was promoting the show as The Doctor Who show and even got a Dalek for the occasion, I KNEW that I had to go in costume.  I called up Bob Mitsch [yon Costumer Extraordinaire] and told him of my plan.  Initially he wasn’t sold on going in costume but I told him that it was a MUST.

After it was decided, there wasn’t much doubt that Bob would be going as the Fourth Doctor.  The most recognizable of all eleven costumes and I believe Bob’s favorite.  I, on the other hand, wasn’t sure whether to go as Eleven [Smith] or my personal favorite number Five [Peter Davison].

Kevin Eleven

 

Kevin Five

 

The only reason Bob was balking about coming to the show dressed in costume was that on the ticket it states NO WHITE CLOTHING, supposedly so people don’t stick out in the crowd.  I think it’s just supposed to look like an audience as opposed to individuals.  To squash any fears for Bob I did some internet searching and called the audience coordinator.  The conversation went something like this:

Kev: Hi!  My friend and I will be coming to the show tomorrow.  Whereas it is the Doctor Who show, we were thinking of showing up in costume as Doctor Who.  That sounds like fun, right?

Negative Nancy [a guy]: No, absolutely not.

Kev [slightly taken aback]:  Are you sure?  Cuz I think Craig would LOVE it, with him being a big Doctor Who fan and all.

Negative Nancy: No, I know people have tried this with special shows in the past and we’ve had to turn them away.  I can check with some people and email you back but I’m sure they’re going to say no.

Kev:  Well if you can check that’d be great!

[email information exchanged – end of telephone call]

Huh.  I really would only want to go if we were dressed up.  I’ve been to TV shows before and really don’t need it.  Sure it’d be cool to see Smith in person but on the other hand I could go to my girlfriend’s place and smooch instead.

And the email came [cut and pasted from my email]:

_____________________________________________

Kevin;

I passed the request along, but got shot down.  Sorry bud.

_____________________________________________

Well this wouldn’t do.  Bob and I discussed the matter and decided that I would go as Eleven [even though my hair is super short now and no longer resembles him] because his costume while slightly fancy could possibly be worn by a normal person…more or less.  Bob would still go as Four, complete with scarf.  If they turned us away we would bring normal clothes in Bob’s car to change into.

The doors opened at 3:30.  Bob showed up to my work at 1:30 with the costumes.  We changed – much to the delight of my coworkers – and headed out.  We ended up getting there at about 2:10 or so and there was already quite a line.  I perused the queue and saw that we were really the only two in costume which concerned me (but I didn’t share my negativity with Bob).  We waited.  We posed for some pics for fans.  We waited.  I stepped out and got a Veggie Hot Dog at The Grove around the corner.  Finished it on the way back to the line [it’s so good to buy a veggie hot dog in public – so tasty and convenient!].

Finally the line starts moving.  Audience coordinators had been perusing the line during our time there and nobody said anything like “the costumes gotta’ go” or such.  Then the line stops at with about three people in front of us and a coordinator comes out.  He explains to us that not everybody will be getting in.  I hold back the urge to point out that Bob and I deserve entrance due to our obvious passion for Who.  It was a nervous few minutes.  The line starts moving slowly again.  The people ahead of us get in.  Bob and I get in.  The gal on her own behind us gets in.

And that’s it.  [Whew!]

So we’re in, right?

While waiting in the next line [TV shows are like Disneyland and mountains that way – there’s always another peak], a coordinator comes up to Bob and I and asks if he can talk to us for a minute.  In my head I’m thinking that this could be either fantastically fantastic or fantastically bad.  He explained super, super nicely that while it’s great that we have enthusiasm for Matt Smith’s appearance – it is important that the people at home believe we are as much fans of Craig himself.  Bob and I enthusiastically agree and confirm that we are big Ferguson fans.  This was a bit of a stretch on our parts.  We both appreciate his presence and comedy but neither of us had actually watched the show.  Our new friend then asked that I remove my bowtie [!] and Bob remove his scarf. 

We were nice.  We acquiesed. I took my tie off and Bob took his scarf off.  I was pretty disappointed.

Then we got in the audience and sat down.  Bob mentioned that the coordinator told him that his scarf was OK to wear after all.  In my head I was all “What the fuck?!  But my bowtie is too much?!”  So I put it back on.

Skip ahead to Matt’s entrance.

Now, I’ve been in LA for thirteen years.  It takes a lot to get me starstruck these days.  I’ve seen Prince, Al Pacino, Eric Idle, John Cleese and many others.

But this guy is The Doctor.

I had that feeling inside…that… “Holy Cow, it’s really him”.  It was very, very cool to see him in person.  Not only did I decide to break the rules and wear my bowtie, but I decided I would be one of the last folks to sit down after the standing ovation.  Matt really should see the costume, I rationalized.

So he sits down.  Craig asks him about obsessive fans and Matt surmises that the fans can be enthusiastic.  He then POINTS TO ME:

"Hey, I Think Kevin Is Awesome!"

He says something like “There’s a chap dressed in a bow tie, you look very smart!”  I stood and gave him a small salute.  The camera didn’t catch it or anything but we became instant BFFs.

The show goes on.  It was lots of fun.  The taping is pretty much over.  The crew is all “Are we done?” and somebody mentions “We need another shot.  Where’s the guy in the bow tie?”  I raise my hand, and the audience warmup guy says, “OK, you’re going to be on TV tonight.”  I waited as they got a shot of me sitting in the audience.  I played it cool.  Too cool (and rather dorky).  I should have just sat back and gave Matt – who had left by then – a similar salute to the one I gave him.  Oh well.  And Bob was in the shot also!

Mitsch and Kittridge, amongst others

 As they often do on TV shows these days, we all got a copy of the Fifth Season of the new Doctor Who series on DVD on the way out.  Distributing them was the audience guy who told me not to wear the bow tie.  As I accepted the DVD box set from him, I told him “I’m sorry I betrayed your trust.”

But I’m NOT!

We show up at about a minute and forty seconds into the above video.

So.  We broke the rules.  We got on TV.  The Eleventh Doctor told me I looked smart.  It was a pretty fantastic day!

Next Stop – Appearing on Doctor Who ITSELF!!

Kev

kevcyberman

I was in the shower at about 5:10 this morning, groggy as hell, and I thought back to growing up in St. Michael, Minnesota.  Specifically, I remember hanging out with my friend Tim at his barn.  Yes, they had a barn – and a big one at that!  On the top floor there was a rope hanging from the middle and there was a platform which we could swing off of.  It was a total blast and many afternoons after school were spent up there.  The bottom portion of the barn was considerably less open.  While they occasionally had a horse it was usually empty – but had different areas sectioned off where animals could be housed.

One night when we were about twelve years old, I stayed over at Tim’s place and we slept in a tent outside.  Of course, when you are twelve and sleeping outdoors you run around at night and we decided to investigate the barn.*  Now, the downstairs of the barn during the day was kind of creepy but nothing that would prevent us from playing in it.  But at night… at night it was PURE BLACK and the downstairs of the barn was TERRIFYING!  We dared ourselves to see if we could walk all the way through it.  We knew that place like the back of our hands during the day but only got about a third of the way through before turning back.  It was just super, super scary.
 
Back to the shower!
 
I’m in the shower thinking about that crazy adventure (and kind of wondering WHY I was thinking about it) when it hits me:  I know the very first thing I would do if I had a TARDIS (or ANY time machine): 
I would follow my timeline to that night exploring the barn.  I would get there ten minutes before Tim and I entered the barn.  I would put on a very scary costume.  I would wait until Little Kevin and Little Tim got well into the barn…
 
And I would chase the holy Hell out of young Tim and Kevin. 
PURE TERROR.
 
* it was as I was typing “decided to investigate the barn” when I realized exactly WHY I was thinking of this scary night as I showered.  It was due to the freaky dream I had.
 
In my dream last night I was staying at Tim’s house.  Nobody else (not even Tim) was there, but for some reason I was sleeping in his bed.  So I see myself sleeping in the bed when a ghost dressed in Ebeneezer Scrooge’s nightgown approached sleeping Kevin.  The ghost was played by this comedic actor from The Whitest Kids U Know:
whitestkid
– except he was very very tall and his face was completely white (even whiter than this picture!) …hmmm…white….Whitest Kids…  ANYWAY –
 
Trevor the Ghost is standing over my sleeping body, then turns to the Kevin watching the dream (the REAL me) and gives me the “Shhhhh” finger to the lips motion making no sound.  He then pretends to pull out a shotgun (in mime) and pretends to shoot one of my kneecaps.  He silently pantomimes a big laugh, “shushes” me, then shoots my other kneecap.  Laughs again, shushes again, then shoots “sleeping” me in the chest then head.  Each time looking REAL me in the eyes and shushing me and laughing.
 
It was fuckin’ weird.
 
I woke up in real life at about 4 in the morning pretty disturbed, but was able to go back to bed.
 
Oh, and the second thing I would do if I had a TARDIS would be to get tomorrow’s lottery numbers (you know that already). 
 
But the first thing would definitely be to terrorize my younger self and my friend.
 
Reversing the polarity of the neutron flow,
 
Kev