I had a dream the other night that I was in a car with Tom Cruise (he was driving) and as we were pulling into a parking space at the Co-Op, Will Smith drove up and stole the space. Cruise was pretty crestfallen about this.
I told him he should use his influence on Smith. "What influence?" Cruise asked. "Well, the fact that you're higher in the Church of Scientology than he is," I said to him.
Cruise got out and went over to Will Smith as he was getting out of his car looking pretty pleased with himself (as he often does). Cruise whispered something in his ear (I don't know what), and the cheesy grin was wiped from Smith's face. He got back into his car and moved away. Cruise came back and we took the space with text-book parking. We high-fived.
I don't know, or want to know, what this dream means. And no, I'm not gay.
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