I had the strangest dream last night. Some guy (don't recall who, if he was in fact someone I know) had shrunk down being only a little bigger than the chess pieces in my chess set. And he was on the chess board. I watched as the chess pieces slowly started moving towards him. They surrounded him and looked evil. He curled into the fetal position and covered his head with his hands and they were all around him and he couldn't move at all in any direction. One of the horses had fangs and was about to bite him. And then I woke up. And decided that would be a kickass video project.

It's so gorgeous out today. I went for a walk. And listened to "The Closest Thing" over and over again on Joe's CD player while walking. I wish I had brought my camera with me. I thought about it, but decided not to, I don't remember why. But I wanted to take pictures. It was so pretty out. And now I'm in the basement sitting at a computer which for some reason I find hilarious.