You ever have those dreams…you know the type…while not necessarily a “bad” dream or a “nightmare: they are usually fairly intense and when you wake up- you are just as tired if not more so than when you went to bed??? You get what I am talking about??? I have had two of those nights in a row!!! And…well…I want to share lastnights stupid dream:

I got into this helicopter with these guys who were going to take me to my hotel room because the elevator was broken but they needed to make a few pitstops…one was at this
racetrack where Robbie Gordon had flipped his race car upside down and because
of this we had to just hover there for a long time (blame this on my student
assistant who was telling me about Robbie Gordon’s off roading race
yesterday)….then we flew to this junkyard where they were going to take
Robbie Gordon’s car because it was not fixable and we had to ask them if
there was enough room for them to bring the racecar…and who was at the
junkyard but the Rolling Stones (the band…complete with mick jagger) and
they wanted to get into the helicopter too because they were staying at the
same hotel as I was but only Mick and Keith were able to fit in the
helicopter…then in the helicopter we were flying really low and we were
clipped by this gas tanker truck…which made the pilot mad so he was
yelling at the driver of the tanker truck and flying over him. My ultimate goal in this mission
was to get back to the hotel room so I could meet BFM there…I never did
make it back to the room though…