A few times. Not that often.
The most memorable time, I dreamed I was meeting MK, and I was so excited. He extended his hand. Just as I was about to timidly shake it, the phone rang.
The phone ringing was for real. It woke me up. I looked at the clock, and it was 6 a.m. on a Saturday. It was my next-door neighbor telling me I had to get up and get my car washed immediately because a passing commercial airliner had just dumped chemical toilet waste on our cars. He had heard it hit.
I went out, and there was a line of bluish/whitish chemical running about 100 feet or more across our parking area and across our cars.
I don't know why the heavens decided to dump all over my MK dream. I thought it was kind of rude.