Despite serious reservations ....
I dreamed last night I was driving around Manhattan (NY, not KS) with Woody Allen and George Costanza. Go figure. All I remember is that we went thorugh a car wash and drank some Warsteiner beer that Woody brought. And I was laughing - a lot. And I mean really good, happy laughing, no creepy dark or ironic stuff - just funny laughing. And when I woke up this AM I was feeling pretty darn good.
That is all; let the ridicule begin!