October 8th, 2009



Of all the celebrities and people I admire who I might dream of meeting, my brain picks Tom Arnold.

I mean, in the context of this dream the whole b-list-actor thing was a front to hide the fact that he was actually a spy on an important top-secret mission for the government who needed my help, but he was still TV's Tom Arnold. He was even wearing his suit and hat from The Stupids.

It's things like this which make me wish my subconscious had a complaints department.