I'm happy to report that I had no dead celebrity dreams this weekend. I did have another dream about Anna Nicole, but she wasn't dead this time. Howard K. Stern and her former assistant Kimmie were in it, as well. I lay the blame for that dream at the door of Entertainment Tonight's weekend edition, which I made the mistake of watching right before bedtime, and which was pretty much all Anna, all the time, with an "exclusive" interview of said Kimmie. Poor girl. She's tried hard to be the sole person who ever had a connection with Anna Nicole to retain a shred of dignity (as much dignity as someone with a tattoo of Anna Nicole's face on her bicep can EVER hope to have, of course), and then some schmuck started up a website, claiming to be her, and making all kinds of accusations she felt compelled to refute. It's just fucked-up all around. Sigh.
I also had a dream that I was doing a play with Sam Lloyd, who plays Ted on "Scrubs," and we ended up dating, and it was quite delightful. He was very funny. (And yes, I would totally hit that, given a chance. Quirky and funny definitely do it for me. Plus he sings. All good. Call me, Sam! Unless you're married--are you married? I like my imaginary boyfriends to be single. Hee.)