March 9, 2003

Well, after watching an episode of Trading Spaces (I'm getting a new house soon and I need more decorating ideas), Rebecca and I were too sleepy to watch movies. We'll watch 'em later.

Dreams! I can't remember the last time I remembered my dreams two nights in a row. Last night was a marathon. First I dreamt that I was African and I was running a marathon. I was really pissed off because I was running bare foot and the course had a lot of broken glass and rocks. By the time I reached the end I was completely naked and my African wife was cheering me on. Then I dreamt that Jump-Start was holding it’s annual Performance Party in a huge theater that had a balcony and held thousands of people. At one point, it was my turn but I hadn’t gotten my stuff ready ahead of time and Steve was kind of mad at me. Then, what seemed like a long time after that, everyone decided it would be really cool if we could get Lenny Kravitz to do an encore. I spotted him sleeping in the audience and went to go wake him up and ask him. When I found him he was inside a package of VHS tapes. I woke him up and and proposed that he do a full out, blow-everyone-away encore. He said he would love to but that the theater manager was worried about there being too many people in the theater. I told him to get ready and I’d go talk to the theater manager. On my way to go do that I ran into Rebecca and our daughters. Dylan was getting in trouble and then I woke up.