Things that keep us from our sleep

Last night I dreamt that I ran into Jonny Depp on a stairway in an otherwise empty creepy old hotel. You know where this is going right? Yeah, I wish, maybe if I was a normal person but the best my subconscious could come up with was that we were going to collaborate on making a movie. He was quite excited by the idea and we were on a roll with planning everything when Lola rolled over onto me and woke me up. I spent the next 2 hours trying to decide if it was old age or a case of terminal geekiness that had led me to this sad point in life. Maybe tonight I can dream about taking a pottery class with David Duchovny.