Can you say, "Liz Lemon!"

Last night I had a dream, and Oprah was in it. I was some sort of personal assistant or valet to Ms. Winfrey as she embarked on a dating reality show. That's right, Oprah had resorted to meeting a significant other Brett Michaels style, seemingly without the slightest concern for Steadman. I don't really remember anything about the show, but I do remember riding in the back of a pick-up truck with O and bounding recklessly through some mountainous terrain. Needless to say, this is the best dream I have had in quite some time, and the fact that I remember even the tiniest detail demonstrates how vivid it was (I don't typically remember my dreams)!