I had a most bizarre dream last night. I was sitting around on some park bench. It was dark, and a little chilly. A man comes over to me, and sits down. It's none other than VP Dick Cheney. Weird. We go on to talk about his frustrations with George W.'s complete ineptness, and I reassure him that he really is the man in charge over in Washington. That's all I remember, but damn. That's a weird dream.