Dream a little dream of Wolverine...

Here is the last thing I remember from my dream before my alarm went off this morning. It was awesome:

So I'm sitting there talking to Hugh Jackman, who is in character as Wolverine, but is not *actually* Wolverine, so I'm calling him Hugh the whole time. He doesn't seem to mind this.

ME: "Dude, you totally have like, the best sideburns EVER."

HJ: "I know, right? Why do you think I keep agreeing to make these movies? It ain't for the richness of the plot, if you know what I'm saying..."

ME: "But seriously. If I were a guy and I wanted facial hair, that is totally how I would do it up. Mega Super Chin Strap Sideburns!"

HJ: "Personally, I don't understand why more people don't rock this look."

ME: "It really is a shame."

HJ: "You know who would look totally awesome with these Mega Super Chin Strap Sideburns? That friend of yours who likes all the nerd comics and stuff. Dave?"

ME: "DUUUUUUUUUUUDE."

HJ: "I know."

ME: "If anyone on this planet ever tried to grow those and wear that look un-ironically it would be him."

HJ: "I'm pretty sure that is his destiny."

ME: "Hugh, you are so right. So very, very right..."

BEEP BEEP BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP!

That is when my alarm went off. Then I woke up and sat there for a minute trying to figure out why the crap I was dreaming about friggin' Wolverine and then I was all, OH YEAH I TOTALLY WATCHED HEROES RIGHT BEFORE I WENT TO BED.

The end.