Okay. I had another dream. This one was actually a little fun, yet in the end held no nutritional value whatsoever. Basically a segment of mental masturbation.... but not dirty. So it started when my dad bought me a car. It was like a mini coop. I couldn't tell you what color it was because that changed a few times. It took me a while to realize that my cyan mini cooper had started out red. And then it was royal blue. But when I got the thing, I was like, "WTF Dad. Thanks, but I don't drive... People'z gonna die." But who am I to argue. I just got a sporty pimped out ride. Full leather interior and what have you. So I take it for a spin. Down the road, peddle to the metal, through houses, trees, off road. So I start racing another car and go over a huge cliff and chase a tornado, but before we can drive into the cyclone I wake up and feel somewhat disappointed.