A dream about Jon Bon Jovi

So, today is Jon Bon Jovi's birthday.  This morning, I had a dream about him.  No, not that kind of dream!  Get your minds out of the gutter!

Jon "waving at me" at the Mohegan Sun Bon Jovi concert, October 2013.
The show had been postponed from February, 2013 to October, due to snow.

I must have had on my mind the upcoming Cesar Millan show, which includes a "meet and greet" in which, we would get our picture taken with Cesar and spend a few minutes with him and his dog, Junior.

Cesar, at his 2013 show in Lynn, Mass.
My friend Lori and I eventually got to meet him during a botched-up "meet and greet"
that almost didn't happen, even though we paid extra for it!

So, I had this dream that I was going to meet Jon Bon Jovi at a special "meet and greet", for me only.

In the dream, I did not ask my fellow Bon Jovi fan, Kathi, to come with me.  I was in touch with an assistant-type woman who was coordinating the whole thing.  I'm not sure if the woman instructed me to bring no one else, (cripes, it sounds like a ransom plan!) or whether I just blew off Kathi of my own accord, in the dream.  LOL!

In the dream, Jon had apparently been having dental surgery that day (I know!  Where does this come from, in the recesses of the dreaming mind?!) and the assistant-lady said he might be in rough shape, but he had made a promise.... so he was coming all the way to Massachusetts, just to meet me!

In the dream, Jon arrived by airplane and the woman brought him to me in some waiting area which looked a lot like the hallways at the Sheraton Tara Hotel where I had met Chuck Negron a couple months ago (Chuck was in an auditorium that was showing a screening of his documentary....not a hotel room!!  He was gracious enough to have his picture taken with me and signed one of his books.)

Chuck, answering my friend Andrea's question after the screening of his documentary,
"Three Dog Nightmare: The Chuck Negron Story"

Ok, back to the dream... Jon and I shake hands.  I am wearing an old, baggy
t-shirt and yoga pants and Crocs.  My usual attire.  He is all dressed in leather and denim, of course, and he doesn't seem to be having any dental pain or novocaine-face.  Nevertheless, I figure, in the dream, I won't put a lot of pressure on him.  We have a lovely "small-talk" conversation, and then he says something about not being able to eat dinner (obviously) and then he gets in a car and the woman assistant-type person is driving.  She drives away.

Jon and the boys, taking their bows at the Gillette Stadium show in July

It is at that point, in the dream, that I realize I didn't get my picture taken with him!!  Horrified, I run after the car, mouthing the word "WAIT!" but not saying it out loud.  (huh???!) He looks right at me, from the passenger seat.  I mouth "WAIT!" again, and he waves and smiles and they drive out of the parking lot.

I think, "How am I going to explain to Kathi and my Facebook friends that I met Jon and I have no photo to prove it?"  Well, I realize, Kathi will be mad at me anyway, so what difference does it make!?

I wake up.

About an hour later, I get a message on my cell phone (this is in real life, now) from the theatre where Cesar Millan's show was to be taking place next week.  The show has been postponed until October.

Does anyone see a pattern here?