March 31, 2005
I had a dream last night that I had the power of invisibility. Except it was one of those dreams that I could not control, so instead of using my powers for good or evil, all I did was go into people's cars and steal their loose change. Let's not ponder this one too deeply. Constance and I rode horses on her ranch in the afternoon. She has a full stable, but the horse I often ride is named Petey. Except I call him Wit's End and pretend that I am training for the Kentucky Derby. Now that is dream I wish I would have. The only thing close to this, that I can recall, is one night after a late seafood dinner I dreamt I rode the bench for the Boston Celtics. Kevin McHale gave me tips on lawn care and one of the other players was mysteriously dressed in a baseball uniform. Draw the shades Diary.