... you finally get it right. Some truly eerie dreams this week, but today I remembered two that weren't so bad.

In the first, I was helping take care of the last White Rhino. In the second, I had become the Caped Crusader (dressed all in black) to protect the innocent.

As usual, my dreams are always in living color. The underlying theme of black and white was just a coincidence... I think.

THE strangest dream last night.

I've known a young lady since she was a toddler. I know her whole family very well. I've seen her grow up, get married, have children. Worked with her for a short while when she was a teenager. Now she is divorced and restructuring her life. Would I like to be with her? It would be a lie to say no... she is a VERY beautiful, fit woman of 40. The family thing (hers and mine) would be a bit weird, but manageable. Since she has dropped no hints in that direction, I am fine with being her friend only. She is beautiful and nice... can't have too many of those around, eh?

Last night, in my dream, I'm at her house. I'm naked, standing in her bathroom. She walks in in an open robe, and starts washing her hands, talking in a friendly manner. In walks a toddler of two or three (her children are both teenagers now). He proceeds to start to climb into the toilet. It is full of shit! He pours a huge pitcher of milk into the toilet, then jumps in... submerged! And then starts to talk.

The only link I can think of is that her last name is Darling, and I have been thinking of the song Darlin' by the Beach Boys since watching the Big Bang Theory Thursday.

I awoke shivering...

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This song has been stuck in my head since I watched The Big Bang Theory last night. The premise of the episode was that it was stuck in Sheldon's head, and lead to a realization about his relationship with Amy.

Perhaps now I can either get it out of my head, or at least pass it along to yours.

We have an adorable 16 year old working with us part time. She is a very nice girl, sweet, even. She cleans the glass doors and sweeps the carpets in the office. If I had been lucky enough to have a daughter, she's just what I would have wanted.

Wednesday, I had a surprise when I saw her. She was toting a baby around with her! She laughed when she saw my shock, then told me it wasn't real... it was one of those fake babies for a school project. It was funny watching her work, then ruin back to check on "her". Seems the baby will cry whenever it needs interaction. She marveled at how quiet it was. I couldn't help myself... I had to tell her that real babies aren't like that, and to be prepared for being awakened at odd hours of the night.

She didn't believe me then. I'm waiting for tonight to see how much has changed in 24 hours.

Dreamed of trying to help a lovely lady named Susan Yakahoma. I think I'll google her name, just to make sure it's not a foretelling.

John Lennon was shot and killed outside his apartment on this date... such a loss! R.I.P., John.

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I have a repeating dream of being inside a mall. Every time I turn a corner, the walls and stores have shifted and I can't find the proper exit to leave.

WTH?

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... football season is half over. Bring on the roundball!

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That's all, just a sigh of relief.

I dreamed me and Tom Cruise were fighting over the last spot in an elite combat unit.

No more Slim Jims and peanuts as a late night snack!