I had a strange dream the other night.  I was walking around, at a school I think, and ran into George Lucas and Steven Speilberg.  It was exciting and I did all the things that you do when you meet people like that, then I went along my way.  Later in the dream I met them again, at a restaurant, they were ahead of me in line.  After that I met them again someplace else.  I kept bumping into them over and over and each time it was more awkward, and less interesting, than the last.  Eventually I was like “I hope I don’t run into those guys again, I’ve got nothing to say to them…”