DREAM #1
      The first dream I had, I think, might have meant something. I was walking 
      around downtown with an old lady who had a huge shoulder bag full of puppies.
       As we walked, she'd stop and ask inanimate objects questions. Like one 
        time she stopped in front of a building and asked, "Why are you so big? 
        Why are you so solid? Why are you standing still?" When I tried to explain 
        the futility of asking non-living objects questions, she killed a puppy.
      
 And on and on it went. She'd talk to benches, fire hydrants, trash cans, 
        cars, etc... And nearly every time I tried to explain to her why she would 
        get no response, and every time I tried, a puppy died.
      
 And I couldn't stop explaining things to her, no matter how hard I tried. 
      
 DREAM #2
        Then I woke up, smelled some paint fumes, went back to bed, and had this 
        one. I like to call it, "Team 3D vs. Kenn's Nemesis"
      
 (pretty bad ass, eh?)
      
 So there we were, Team 3D standing together, a nice solid crew, and 
        a one-arm man was standing opposite us.
      
 We were in an empty baseball diamond late at night. Team 3D on home 
        plate, Kenn's Nemesis on 2nd.
      
 Kenn's Nemesis was weird. Only one arm, and he was shirtless as well. 
        The muscles on his obdy were odd too. No pecs or six-pack or anything 
        like that. Rather, rolls and rolls of tigheting muscles all converging 
        on his one remaining shoulder, all the way down his one arm. It's like 
        he was in fact an arm, and the rest of his body was just some kind of 
        attachment or growth.
      
 Then he started yelling at Kenn, about how he was going to avenge his 
        father or something (apparently Kenn killed this guy's dad). Kenn yelled 
        back, and on and on it went, just like out of some weird Hong Kong flick. 
        Lots of talk about revenge, honor, tradition, blah blah blah.
      
 As soon as the shouting match stopped, Kenn says to Dave and I, over 
        his shoulder, "If I'm about to lose, jump on in."
      
 Then, just like Kenn's done in dreams before, he lumps high and fast 
        towards his nemesis, defying all laws of gravity, and his nemesis does 
        the same towards him. Speed lines race behind each of them, and every 
        time one of them connects with a hit, there's lighting and really cool 
        sound effects.
      
 Kenn's Nemesis is all full of round-house punches and powerful jabs, 
        and Kenn's doing a lot of kicking and pucnhing as well, and he delivered 
        one hell of a head-bunt.
      
 The Head-bunt knocks Kenn's Nemesis to the ground, and Kenn comes up 
        alongside him, trying to break or tear off the guy's one remaining arm.
      
 Turns out, Kenn's Nemesis was just playing possom, kicked Kenn down, 
        and started pressing Kenn's face into the ground; depriving him of air 
        and, slowly, beginning to crack his skull.
      
 Dave and I realized that it was time for us to jump in. I began charging 
        towards Kenn's Nemesis, whereas Dave just jumped up and into action. Before 
        I could even get there, Dave lands, with a powerful kick using both his 
        feet, on Kenn's Nemesis' neck. Dave break's the guys neck, and kills him.
      
 Kenn gets up, cuts off the guy's arm for a trophy, and then there was 
        much congratulating and hi-fiving between the members of Team 3D.
      
 We kick ass.