More on the dream front; apparently last night everyone was having weird dreams. Must have been the interesting Herb Chicken for dinner. G^v had a dream that involved me, Matrix-style, whipping an uzi out of my coat and strafing the crowd. In the process of wrestling the gun off me, the spotlights above us were shot out, just to add the falling glass to the overall coolth factor.

Please note: if you are going to have dreams involving me, this sort are highly approved. Other good scenarios involve explosives, fighting the forces of evil in suitable attire, and conquering the world using only my toothbrush. Thank you.