ladies & gentlemen, allow me to introduce out gunfighters.
something about sleep becomes real unsatisfying as soon as i realize thats whats going on. i mean, whats with that? i start to have a lucid dream & the first thing i decide to do is end it. i guess thats not such a bad plan, though it is a bit hamlet of me. really the part of my dream worth telling is HAL repeating himself- "all these worlds are yours, except europa. attempt no landings there." there was a great deal of stuff on how to wear a samurai sword- slinging it at your side for daily use or wearing it along your back for parade rest. but hey? when i woke up, i had the crazy 88s walking music in my head. in other words, look out planet earth. today i'm especially dangerous.