Oh, and a dream:
One of the few dreams I've had lately that I remembered:
I woke up one morning, did the normal morning things, and then walked out onto the porch with my coffee to discover that the City's Public Works goons had completely removed my door-yard gardens. Where the previous night there had been lush beautiful growing things, there was only dirt and rocks. I had a series of confused/enraged thoughts ranging from "They didn't even bother to CALL! I would've moved the plants!" to "But the gardens aren't even in the easement! Someone is going to DIE!!"
And then I woke up.
Weird.
(Okay, really, getting to work now.)
I woke up one morning, did the normal morning things, and then walked out onto the porch with my coffee to discover that the City's Public Works goons had completely removed my door-yard gardens. Where the previous night there had been lush beautiful growing things, there was only dirt and rocks. I had a series of confused/enraged thoughts ranging from "They didn't even bother to CALL! I would've moved the plants!" to "But the gardens aren't even in the easement! Someone is going to DIE!!"
And then I woke up.
Weird.
(Okay, really, getting to work now.)