When you sleep, do you dream about pop culture?

I used to have incredibly boring dreams. When I was younger, I would wake up in a cold sweat after having nightmares about not turning in my homework on time or having to restart my computer several times after the Web continually crashed on me. Yep, they were that bad. But now that I’m older and am lucky enough to have a job that allows me to be constantly immersed in entertainment, pop culture has been popping up in nearly all my dreams.

Last night’s was a doozy: I dreamt that I Love Money‘s The Entertainer (pictured) was offering free foot massages in hopes of raising awareness about Graft versus Host disease. This dream was particularly strange, considering I haven’t looked at any of my Arrested Development DVDs in about three months, and my boyfriend is barring me from watching last Sunday’s episode of I Love Money because he’d rather see some swimmer guy win a bunch of medals at some big sports event, yadda yadda yadda. And two nights ago I dreamt I willingly entered room 1408 with John Cusack, even though I knew it was an “evil f—ing room.” And the worst part about all these dreams is that my inappropriate crush, Robert Pattinson, has yet to appear in any of them, even though I’ve willed him to hundreds of several times. Come on, work your magic, Cedric Diggory!

How about you, PopWatchers? What were some of your craziest, pop culture-centric dreams?