Some dreams to catch you up on:

Early last week sometime:

A business partner (not co-worker) I’ve only talked to a few times was married to Meatwad from Aqua Teen Hunger Force. He would keep throwing himself out the window. She finally locked him in bed by embedding a padlock in his meat.

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Sunday night’s dream was very tainted because I accidentally fell asleep when Saddam Hussein addressed his people at 2:30ish a.m. my time.

Wolf Blitzer of CNN was congratulating me on my first national broadcast, although I did “ramble a bit.” I pointed out that I was just a kid and he agreed. He was very nice and served a mentor figure; he was also going to introduce me to some BBC and NPR personnel. Then the dream shifted to the Academy Awards. The red carpet had been rolled out and the Clintons stepped out of a limo. Chelsea was wearing a black dress, Hillary wore a white pantsuit and dark sunglasses, and Bill wore a tuxedo. Bill had offered Chelsea as a spiritual leader or princess for the new Iraqi regime. The huge cameras became guns. On the steps of the mosque/Kodak Theatre, a Japanese girl of about sixteen was blindfolded and wrapped very tightly in a kimono. She was promptly killed by the cameras/guns. An American solder, on his stomach with his gun aimed at the doorway of the mosque/theatre, was right in front of a television broadcasting the same scene live. So the television was caught in an endless loop. Very tiring.

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Monday night:

I almost stole two different Mini Coopers (one British racing green, one yellow).