Very rarely can I use the word pleased to accurately described my mood. Right now is one of those times.

Why do I feel the sudden obligation to post brief, dumb blog posts?

I had a dream that I walked into an unlocked bathroom occupied by Lou Dobbs. He yelled "Occupado!" several times as I exited. Later, we were smoking cigarettes outside of a bar as he asked in a feminine, mocking tone, "What do you want, babe?" after a contemplative inhale of smoke.