A couple of weeks ago, I was watching Ellen on TV and every time I watch that show, I do this self admitted slightly creepy thing where I imagine what it would be like if I were friends with her. We would pet cute dogs, iron our slacks together, and dance over tables while listening to Earth Wind and Fire.
I was telling Alex about this recurring fantasy of mine when he came up with the very thoughtful idea of going down to Burbank to ask her if she would like to dance over tables with me for real!
And so we took the journey to Los Angeles, snuck ourselves into where she works at Warner Bros Studios, and roamed around looking for her. After about an our of walking, my feet became tired so we found one of her golf carts that asked 3 things of us before we could take it for a spin.
After we laughed, danced, and art departmented, we were granted access to the Ellen Show cart. We drove it all around the WB lots and had SO much fun getting lost for a while. But there was still no Ellen in sight.I began to feel like we were never gonna find her and got a little bit sad. I think Alex sensed it, because when I turned to look at him he had a look of determination in his eyes that I had never seen before.
He pressed down on the gas pedal as hard as he could, and began screaming for her to pleeease come out and play! We were going a whopping 10MPH in a nice suburban neighborhood when we nearly ran right into a massive crane monster!
Then we laughed about it for a while, realized how silly this entire Ellendeavor was and spent the rest of the day roaming around movie lots, guardian-less. Jumping around and having fun even with out Ellen Degeneres, as we usually do!
I feel like I grew up a lot that day. (Like, seriously! LOOK AT THE DIFFRENCE BETWEEN ME AND THAT FULL GROWN WOMAN!)
And in the end, I did get to meet a real solid thing that probably knows Ellen pretty well. Her parking spot.
So if anyone asks, you just go ahead and tell them that I spent a day in the park with my new friend Ellen Degeneres, ok?