Monday, May 15, 2006

Dreams are Curious Things

Last night: I had stolen a helicopter, and was piloting it through the skies over New York. The helicopter came handily equipped with a television, so I could watch the news coverage of my escapades. I was trying to land on the top of a building but was unable, whether due to lack of piloting skill or distraction from the TV. Finally, I was crashing into the water when I leapt out, swam to shore, and emerged into a cafeteria -- where I ordered a steak sandwich, and walked off, calmly snacking.

I don't even like steak sandwiches.

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