More signs that I need to lay off the celebrity gossip

Last night I dreamed that I bumped into Tom Cruise and Katie Holmes at a ski resort. They were trying to check out of the hotel while navigating the hordes of eager fans surrounding them, begging for autographs. Katie was sweet and patient for a celebrity whore in her seventh month of pregnancy, and Tom's teeth were not as big as I expected them to be. Being intrepid, I asked them for a picture instead and they said yes(!) I was going to get camera phone evidence of the TomKat. But the best part is that while dreaming up this scenario, I was mentally plotting how to blog it effectively. But my the camera function on my phone refused to work and they left.