Last night I dreamt I lived in Trenton, NJ (where my grandfather was born) in the 1940s or so and I was part of a church or something... and then there was some sort of natural disaster, and I thought it was my fault that the highly imagined version of Trenton was largely destroyed, and a whole bunch of crap. I kept waking up and falling back asleep to pick it up again. The only think I'm really able to remember clearly now is that the pastor's youngest son was killed in this disaster, but it was basically Rallo Tubbs from The Cleveland Show and I kept thinking his name was Rerun. Stupid show.

I also had a dream that I was living on a big campus where everyone lived in RVs (sort of like Road Rules meets mini-dorms) and competed in singing/dance contests with each other. I know Stacy lived there, and I think Alison did too.

Weird.