I had a dream about driving to Montreal with Warren & the band and being constantly accosted by homeless people and/or hustlers and grifters. Which in reality was more like my trip to San Diego. Then I crashed the van down a ravine.
Stewie and I were up until 4:30 last night watching Shaun of the Dead, but we didn’t even finish it because we were too tired to go on. And then they started reconstructing the sidewalk along our street.