A Dream of Dreams

Today, much more so than any other day, I wanted to wake up on Venice and Lincoln. Last night I had a dream that I was part of the A-Team. The entire dream had a late 70’s/ early 80’s television theme. Not only was I shoulder to shoulder with BA Baracus (Mr. T) fighting a group of villains in leisure jackets, but I was also involved with solving a murder theme resembling the genera of a Colombo movie (70’s fashion styles and all…WOW it was crazy). However the scary part occurred when I felt more exited when driving through the Holly Wood hills and the canyon roads of LA County than I was when saving the damsel in distress. Okay. I’m not questioning my manhood (don’t worry, it’s still in check and exploited on a daily basis), but rather my strong affiliation for somewhere other than home. Friends and Family start saving your airline miles. When I return I think LA will be a good place to lay low for a while.