Lessons Learned.

Last night, I dreamed I was a principal dancer for the American Ballet Theatre and I was dancing my last performance. As I neared the end the male lead bent me over the faux table as part of the choreography and moved to kiss me. Except it wasn't the dancer -- it was Peter Gallagher from The O.C.



He kissed me (it was goooood), then whispered in my ear: "I want my wife back."

I took my final bow, and ran off stage. I won't bore you with the rest of the details, but it involved Billy Joel, Liza Minelli and Chester Cheetah from those Cheetos commercials.



So the moral of the story is NOT to eat that last piece of pizza right before going to bed. Just walk away.