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I had a dream last night that Dan convinced me I needed to join the Coast Guard. Because I am actually to old to join I was put on board which ever boat he was stationed on to do my boot camp while we were underway. It only took sitting on my bunk bed, and trying to figure out what we would do with the kids to realize I made a total mistake. I was so mad at him for thinking this was a good idea. The next thing I remember is buying draft beers from a Tiki hut on the beach. Sick dreams are so weird.