Nonfamous Dreamin' I saved this one for last, so absolutely no groans permitted, understand? My main man, Alec Baldwin, of Patriot Games fallout fame, bashing-photographer infamy and Basinger-splitsville notoriety, felt like a java last week. Stopped by the Starbucks in the San Fernando Valley. On Ventura, to be more precise. And while waiting in line, Mr. B. noticed the CD Ray Charles: Artists Choice for sale. Well, you know those coffeehouse wallet-gouging ways, don't you? As long as they're charging a mini fortune for a friggin' cuppa joe, why not make a further green dent for the home entertainment center,...