Bizarre Dream Last Night...

Where I was having lunch with Death (like, grim reaper with the robe and the scythe and everything) at Cracker Barrel.  He was pretty cool, though, but the mere fact that I'm dreaming about hanging out with death makes me worry.... that's just one of those things that's never good, you know?

Anyways, I've got nothing more interesting to say, just thought I'd give y'all a peak into the fascinating realms of my subconscious.

See you on the morrow.

(Not really sure that that last sentence made any sense at all.)