I’m getting old. I know this not because I’ve given up Saturday cartoons (well, I have… but only because they’re bad) nor is it because my teeth have all decided to mutiny and fall out of my head. It’s because of a dream. I had THE best dream the other night about toothpaste. Yes, toothpaste. But you see, it was a really GREAT toothpaste. In my dream I picked it up from the pharmacist and had a fantastic teeth brushing. When I woke up I was so excited that my first thought wasn’t “ugh, I’m dreaming about toothpaste – how lame”, it was “WOW! I need to see if they have some of that at the pharmacy!” Step aside Brad Pitt you’ve got nothing on good dental care.

It’s the little things that get me going these days.