I rarely remember my dreams, but this one was a
doozy.
I was out at some sort of
block party with my
family. Seemed like there were a lot of
stereotypical Italian families there, eating
spaghetti and singing
songs and suchlike. It was getting
late, and things were winding down, when this old, battered,
ugly,
green-painted
pickup truck pulled up. The word "
HELL" was painted on the side, and the implication was
clear: the
pickup was one of the
company vehicles for the
Big Underground Sauna, and the
driver was none other than the
Prince of Darkness himself. The
window rolled down, and at the wheel was
Bill Gates himself. So I got in the
truck with him, and we drove off. My
mom called out, "Be home in time to
type up some
job letters!"