Last night I dreamed I was a superhero. I was sort of a geeky failure of a superhero, and I nearly killed myself with carbon monoxide poisoning, but I had action figures and everything. All of this was much to my surprise.
And then, do you ever have those dreams where it’s like you’re watching a movie. You know, you don’t participate at all, you just watch as Vanessa Williams sings “Save the Best for Last?”
Well, the superhero thing turned into one of those. It was a good night.