JP: get upCarrie: grrrmmmphJP: get up or I shall sick my minions on youCarrie: please not the dogsJP: don’t think I won’t do itCarrie: I dreamt of zombies last nightJP: I’m so proud of you!Carrie: twice. I dreamt of zombies twice.JP: awesome!And the thing is, the man wasn’t being sarcastic! Welcome to our life.Oh, and very oddly, the first time I dreamt of zombies, Gena Showalter was there. It was a zombie attack and I was running to get away from them and I see Gena coming out of a restaurant gripping her side. She was getting into a zippy black little sports car — clearly a chauffeured car — but no one would drive it cause they thought she was about to turn. Me, I wanted that car so I could get far far away. So I asked her “are you about to turn into a zombie?” her: “no, I know I look like it, but no.” So I asked her where her hotel was and drove her there. I mean, I drove right inside the doors of the hotel and left her off at the elevator — talk about door to door service! I hope she made it to her room without becoming a zombie!!