You'll be happy to know that my subconscious priorities are exactly where they need to be. Last night my dream was set in a classroom. I was a student and the teacher asked what the phrase "up the ante" meant. In my mind, I gave a surprisingly accurate definition (surprising because I was dreaming and there is only so much control you have in these things) to which the teacher somewhat disagreed. Another student raised his hand and gave a response that would more closely describe the word "sacrifice". For some reason, I made no effort to defend my answer or debunk the one that followed mine. I was content to just sit and wonder why, that as an adult, I felt compelled to answer any teacher's question. (Old habits die hard?)
The teacher then abruptly changed topics and started talking about Top 5 lists--a topic, as you know, that is near and dear to my heart. He began his list with Robert Downey, Jr. I, of course, whole-heartedly agreed. His number two, however, was a different story. Kevin Sorbo. What? How on earth can you jump from Robert Downey, Jr. to Kevin Sorbo? Even in my dreams I knew that this was offensive and promptly began to debate his pick. Lucky for him, my alarm went off and my dreamed ceased to be. The disbelief I felt at his decision, however, still lingers. Obviously.
Disclaimer: I have nothing against Kevin Sorbo. I do not find him to be offensive. I just have my own standards for my Top 5 list and he would never be on it. Ever. Ever.