Well. That's going to be awkward.

I just accidentally sent an invitation to join Facebook to someone I've not spoken to in 9 years.

Someone who, I'm pretty sure, doesn't want to speak to me, ever again.

Well. Nothing for it but the wait and see.

Good morning

OhGr - [Noreen]--- Dreamed of being in a classroom, again, the professor writing phrases on the board, phrases about Phoenixes and Coyotes. The students have to copy them down and then write something about them. He times it so that they only have time to write a few words, and then he makes them stand up and put what they wrote, on the board. He walks out, and a sub comes in. I leave

I'm in a party in one of the houses that we didn't get; levels and stairs, and alcoves under stairs and lofts and levels and people are draped everywhere, sitting, drinking, having fun, buy I and a Korean/Japanese couple have to leave, Right Now, because the mob is right after us, and their father/-in-law has sent hit men to either bring them back or kill them. (Tom Waits - [Circus]). There is a car chase through a parking garage, levels and turns, and we're chasing them, and they're chasing us, and when we gt a good look at them, they run. We can't know who they are, so they swing out into traffic, and hide, and I know the car, and I watch another take its place. We go to a crowded-but-empty street, and we drive, and we wait. (Tom Waits - [Cold Cold Ground (Live)]). They're right behind us, and I'm firing out the back windshield, and I kill the driver, and their car is out of control... They flip...

We're waiting. We've crashed and I just wake up. The man from the the couple's father/-in-law limps to what's left of the back windshield, and talks to me. He pushes a small something through one of the holes. It's a spent copper slug. He tells me that they've had it made into a grenade. All I have to do is pull the little plastic pin. I know that this particular slug has sentimental value to them. This is the one that the man in the couple (I don't know either of their names, in the dream) used to shoot his father/-in-law. (Warren Zevon - [Bill Lee]). I pass it to the man and he smiles.

Their father/-in-law's man is waking up in the back seat of our crashed car. I tell him that we're going to take the money, and disappear. That all of his guys are dead, and that this car's about to blow up, making it seem like Everyone Involved in the chase died. (Tom Waits - [Franks Theme]). And that's an ending which is perfectly acceptable to their father/-in-law. I've tied a string, very carefully, around the very loose pin mechanism, and I drop the slug grenade in his lap, close the door, and walk to our new car. (Covenant - [20]). I start driving, knowing that when I get far enough, the pin will release, and the grenade will take out the car's gas tank. I wake up

So. Dream life.

How are you this 3rd of July?