I can only remember a tiny bit of my dream from last night. One part was that I was somewhere trying to find something to watch on TV. I wanted to watch the Food Channel, but the channels on either side of it were showing gay porno movies, and it was embarassing because I kept accidentally hitting the remote control, causing my husband (who kept walking in and out of the room) to raise his eyebrows.
There was also a discussion with some other unknown people in my dream about reading. A couple of us were extolling the joys of reading, but one (very hirsute) guy was less enthusiastic. He said, "Yes, I know how to read, but that doesn't mean I'm going to Live the Dream." So now whenever I read anything, I'm going to think of it as Living the Dream.
(By the way, my sincere apologies for introducing the "porn" tag--I didn't want to, but I figured I had to be thorough in my tagging....)