If you doze much longer, then life turns to dreaming

In my dream last night, bethje and I were at some outdoor festival/picnic kind of thing, where Carolyn Mark was playing. She did a song or two, and then invited us to have some food, recommending the eggs. I didn't see any eggs, but I did have two hot dogs, and then went into my kitchen (which was right there, for some reason) to make the eggs. I scrambled some eggs with cheese mixed in, and then my mom came in and started making something akin to French toast by putting slices of bread in it. I think that was pretty much the whole dream.

Hmm, what else do I have to say? Well, I heard on the radio a few days ago that Bush is determined to continue his self-appointed mission to ban gay marriage. I was hoping he would put that on the back burner after winning the coveted homophobic yokel vote. It looks like he's already made some headway, based on the states that voted against it. You know, Dubya, if you really want to reach out to the people who voted against you and earn their trust, that ain't the way to do it.

I wish I could get the monsters I need to breed a Gold Slime in Dragon Warrior Monsters. I need one to get to one of the travellers' gates I haven't been through yet. I would imagine there are some other gates I haven't found yet. Maybe I should check an FAQ.