Aren't dreams wonderful?

I just spent half the night dreamily trying to justify why Scott had his elbow poked into the back of my skull. Here are the ones I remember:

• getting mugged with a gun to my head
• wearing a hat that was too tight
• getting a noogie from my brother
• getting hit in the head with a ball

Ah... the subconscious is a lovely place but I sure wouldn't want to live there.

kxx