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It's pumpkin spice time, the absolute best time of year.

Go to sleep and every damn night for a week it's that same weird alien dream. Get shot - thanks for that, dreams, really needed a reminder - die, wake up in the morgue fully healed and ready to party. And then there's Junior, the new alien symbiote spine implant.

For the first 30 seconds I wake up I actually still feel like my legs can move at any second. It's like they're really functioning. And then? Nope. Just me, staring down at my big toe and telling myself to wiggle it. Is that a tv trope or does that shit even really work?

I don't know if I'm supposed to drink on this medication and I don't care.

Do... things just arrive from the dreams? I woke up in the skin-tight blue undersuit for my armor, and my armor was standing there against the wall.

Of all the different ways I could imagine a seal to sound like, I never would have thought they would sound like this. But I have to say that my favorite unexpected animal sound was to learn that pandas squeak.

What’s your favorite unexpected animal sound?

Well, thankfully all of that was over before I got the call asking me if I was interested in doing Rocky Horror again this year. It’s going to be at [Theater] on [address] the Friday before Halloween this year. If anyone is interested, they’re still looking for actors for the shadow cast! So anyone want to come do the Time Warp again?

In other news, I have an audition coming up for our school's performance of Heathers. Wish me luck, I'm trying out for Heather M.