Another dream for your perusal:
It was after I ran down the road chasing the bycle cops that I met up with William Shatner. I was in my car, but it was more like this even though it was still my car. We were going somewhere and there was a very steep down, which was fine (this was in a parking garage or something) and it was followed by a steep up. With me driving, Shatner in the back and some one else in the car we went up, felt the car fall backwards and ended up totalling it. It looked like it was made in a tonka toy factory, the entire body was just ripped right off. Very sad. We sat around and talked about what had happened, and that I wasn’t at fault for thinking the car should be able to complete such a trivial task that was obviously nothing special for a normal car. Apparently for super light sports cars however, they go up, fall over backwards and come down again. In the dream I didn’t think it really mattered at that point that I had been hit in the parking lot a couple of weeks ago.
It was a weird one, and when I woke up I tried, I really tried to remember as much as I could for you. The most important part was the car flipping over backwards, and William Shatner was an interesting addition (no doubt brought on by conversation about him last night over sushi with Firefly, Illiad, WebDiva and Yohimbe.
Now I’m up and at ’em and ready to start Saturday. Wee…
Things to do this weekend:
- Run
- Breakfast with Axis’n’Allies
- Get membership at climbing gym
- Work on Peer 2 Peer
- Code some more C stuff for work
- Hike with Cat5