January 18, 2005 - Instead of my usual food review, I'm going to copy an email I sent to my friend Grant Smiley:

I had a weird dream this morning before I woke up...

Somehow you, I, and Andi were in a car you were driving (a silver minivan with some seats removed?). I was in the back with some pajamas on. You and Andi both had on pajamas but were driving me to work. It was General Cable, but was located about where the old Lakota High School was, and it was shaped more like Riverfront Stadium. I kept thinking we were on our way to play golf. You had the day off work, which is why you didn't care that you were in your pajamas, but I realized on the way to being dropped off at work that I couldn't work in my pajamas. I ended up changing into some khaki's and a weird looking polo shirt that several different college logos on it (I brought these clothes to change into when we got to the golf course, I guess). When I went into work, it was more like a farmers market in the hallway, with all kinds of fruit and vegetables for sale. While waiting in line for breakfast at one merchants table, I got bored, and turned around, and a phone was there, so I started playing with it, and found some secret function for playing on its speakerphone whatever conversation was going on on the persons phone number that I dialed in. I got really nervous that someone would notice what I had done and had to play with it for a while to get it to stop doing that.

That's when I woke up. I rarely remember my dreams, so I had to share the bizarreness of this with you, since you were in the dream.