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I have always been a vivid dreamer and have pretty good recall of them. My least favorite are the ones where I swear I still have the Chevelle in the garage :(

Probably due to my packing up everything and tearing down the track - the past few nights I keep dreaming of slot cars. Last night though, the dream was that I visited HRW for a big event, but Harry had taken down the road course for repairs during the event. Worse yet, the table the track sits on was being used for playing poker! What the heck? I don't even like poker!

The worst part of all? No food. None, nadda, zip. I woke up thinking the morning couldn't possibly get worse and ended up with a Charley Horse in my right calf before I even got out of bed. So much for that thought.

The rest of the day has to be better - doesn't it?

It could have been worse...

You could have woken up, and seen Harry in bed with you.... :o

Well, I WAS eating breakfast...

I thought that was more of Eric's thing?

Oh sure, people dream of me all the time. The correct term is Nightmare I believe :)

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Olskoolslotz - that is funny! Must've been something in the air last night.

Marty - you are probably right.

I think what ticked me off the most besides the lack of HRW food was that the guys wouldn't let me run the oval and kept trying to get me to stay at the poker table. I mean, my driving isn't THAT bad...

Speaking of dreaming, The General woke up this morning with a nagging headache that won't go away.

So my new nickname is "Headache" :)

Marty - well that still means I'm slower than Jeremy...

Jon - I may be short, but I'm scrappy!

Harry - at least she didn't say you were a pain elsewhere...