Funny you should mention this....
Footnote:I also talk in my sleep and am always worried I'll say something that may ban me to the couch!
I have this same dream at least once a month..No kidding.
I'm in Las Vegas at the Mirage Hotel. I'm sitting poolside drinking one of those stupid drinks with the 'brella's in them. Up walks Sam Elliott , wearin his TOMBSTONE outfit....(strange , I know)
Anyhoo, we start talking. He asks me to shave his cookie duster off for him. WTF? I ask the bartender for a straight blade and start to shave his 'stache off....(It ends there...WHAT THE HELL?)
What's the hidden meaning here..anyone? I have had this dream three times now in the past few months!