Odd celebrity dream
 

Tex' taunt to Cali re Palin dreams (http://cougarguard.com/forum/showpos...3&postcount=82) reminded me of an odd one I had last night...

I dreamt I was bowling with Steven Spielberg. After several sets he offered me a ride home. He was driving a mid-'90s 7 Series (black). There was a large urban riot going on, so it took some time to get to my place - as we had to drive around the ruckus. Along the way he related all of his next movie projects to me.

Once we arrived in front of my house he required that I sign a non-disclosure agreement. The dashboard of his BMW had an electronic signature pad, so he could NDA any conversations had while in the car. The contract language was on a HUD on the inside of the windshield.

That's all I can remember.

The fact that you are even discussing this dream with us shows that you are not a person of your word.

I believe the language only covered the projects.

Honestly, I can't remember. I wish I had someone read it first.

I had a dream last week that I got a job for the Detroit Tigers. I was Leyland's assistant or something. We're in the dugout on my first day, the game is in the fourth or fifth inning, and he barks at me to get over there. I'm pretty excited when he called me - maybe he'll have me go in as a base coach; or hell, maybe I'll pinch hit (it's a dream; anything is possible).

Instead, Leyland screams at me to go in the kitchen behind the dugout and make him a sandwich.

So I did.

Bastard.

Maybe I need counseling.

BTW, I don't like the Tigers all that much.