I feel really ripped off right now, because I'm about to lose an hour of sleep to daylight savings. I slept 13 hours last night because it was my day off...but you can never get enough sleep. I got so much sleep, that I had several dreams reoccur that I had a few years ago. I have to say, they were really good dreams. One of my best dreams ever was one where I own two cars and I'm still living at my mom's house. If only it were true. I moved out of mom's place in the mid-nineties. There are no more free rides or extra cars available for me in this lifetime.

I had another dream that I met the perfect girl in a motel room with tight white shorts painted onto her body, but lost her forever for some reason. I'm not sure if the reason she didn't want me was because of my total ineptness or what. I thought about this extremely stupid dream critically after waking up. You don't meet the perfect girl at a motel. She had a hot body, but unless you're a slave to your body, beauty is fleeting. I can just imagine how ridiculous she would look, running along the side of some rural highway with shake-weights in her hands, deep into her thirties, trying to break hearts and make lonely guys feel like losers. Sad.

I hate to admit it, but the only reason I got out of bed on Saturday morning was to watch Dragonball Z Kai on channel 11.1 at 10 a.m. Two episodes in a row. They were awesome! I followed that up with a few lesser doses of Yugioh (the original and five D's). Usually, I get out of bed because I'm hungry, but I guess that sometimes isn't enough.

As an aside...My nearest Schnuck's has begun to carry Murphy's Stout. They are selling four packs of pints for $6.49. I was pumped to try a four pack out until I did some research and learned that Murphy's only has an ABV of 4%. I avoided getting the fine beverage several times, until I came up with this solution: drink the entire four pack in an hour. I did that and it worked pretty well. It's a pretty good beer, other than the fact that it's too weak.

Which brings me to my point. Today, I rode 85 miles in just under five hours. Believe it or not, I'm somewhat disappointed. I wanted to ride my geared bike, but it was not ready for action, so I had to take my singlespeed. I had a pretty good ride on the singlespeed but I gave up at least a mile an hour by riding it.

After getting home from my ride and enjoying a few Murphy's Stouts I heard a dog yelping like it had just had its throat ripped out. Worried, I ran to my back door, opened it up, and listened. This is what I heard: "Mommy, he's bleeding everywhere. He's bleeding all over the place. I can't stop it. I can't stop the bleeding." It was really weird. I'm pretty sure it was an older dog attacking a puppy. most of my neighbors have dogs. I'm not going to lie to you, I don't like dogs. That's because they're wild animals and they tend to rip each other's throats out.

I'm a cat person...I feel like a girl, past her prime, in tight white shorts, running alongside a busy highway with shake-weights in her hands.