The rest of the night

The wierd dreams continued. I was awoken by my daughter from the last dream: Levar Burton was staring in a modernized version of Roots which was being publicized by John Travolta. He was all gangsta'd out and sitting in a library or someplace like that. I was friends with John Travolta who apparently told me Levar Burton would be there and I along with some imaginary female friend snuck over to Levar Burton's table while John Travolta was in the bathroom. We managed to get an autograph and then ran away (apparently he was very, very intimidating). At the elevator John Travolta playfully punched me in the hip where I was carrying my (ancient looking) autographed book or screenplay (not sure which) and he kept telling me how it was going to be worth so much money.

Analyze that!