Interesting Dream I Just Woke Up From

Thought I'd share with you a very interesting dream I just had:

I had some sort of meeting with Pat Summit (Tennessee Women's Basketball coach; extremely successful and very southern). I'm not sure why we were meeting, maybe I was being recruited? She walks in the room and without introducing herself (I guess I was supposed to know who she is) says in a very southern drawl, "Well, Mr. Levinson, you've been given responsibility of a very unique type of cancer, and as you know, the likelihood of survival is around 10 percent." I interrupted her and said, "Coach, hold on just one second! Now, that is no way to introduce yourself to someone." (!) Then, somehow, I was giving a speech in front of a bunch of very well dressed people. JFK and Milton Berle were in the audience(?) (!). I started talking, but instead of sounding like me, I sounded like Jack Lemmon (?). I began talking about how grateful I am, but it was all completely insincere, and it sounded even more fake since I sounded like Jack Lemmon (picture the movie Glengarry Glen Ross and you'll get the idea).

Weird, huh?