After another night spent in the endless Dream Chamber, it's time for a nice relaxing hot day. The strange highlights from many of last night's dreams were:

Adrien Brody buying a losing lottery ticket.

















At least three times I felt there was someone hovering above me.

I had to walk through a gauntlet of people waiting for the doors to open for a Smithereens concert. I'm not sure I even like that band. BTW, this was at some sort of faux gambling/entertainment/sports complex.

Couldn't say what any of it means, so I move on. All that weirdness and paranoia without the expense and aftertaste of any mind-altering substances.

Meal of Links

Why do celebrities choose to be on "The Surreal Life"? That show "is devastating".

James McManus is writing a journal for the NYTimes(!) from this year's World Series of Poker. McManus has a beautiful writing style and "Positively Fifth Street" was easily one of the best books I've read in the last five years.

This petite skirt from eBay probably needed a better model.

Exercise Yard

Travis Hafner crushed a homer last night to deep center. Last row of lower deck in first section. A prodigious shot.

Didn't pay to see Gatti-Mayweather last night, because it's the unknown factor of the PPV. Fight only went six rounds and Mayweather roughed Gatti up pretty good. Looks like Hatton-Mayweather is the next big payday at 140. Vivian Harris got knocked out on the undercard and that was the biggest shocker of the night.

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