A few months ago, when The Sopranos was finishing up, I had a nightmare about them.  I'd spent the night with them at a mutual friend's house, somewhere off of I-70 up in the Rocky Mountains.  The next morning as I was saying goodbye and getting ready to drive back home to Denver, Tony said that Paulie and Chrissy were going to follow me home.

 

I looked at them and they smiled back and I had that sinking feeling, I knew I was dead.  I had no idea what I had done wrong, but I knew I was a goner!

 

You know you've watched too many episodes of the Sopranos when you dream that Paulie and Chrissy are gonna whack ya!