Early last night, I started to dream wildly about playing with fireworks in my driveway. I was dreaming that a bunch of our mutual friends were over and playing with sparklers and bottle rockets in the sweet summer air. As I walked across my driveway, I realized that my friends had placed firecrackers under my path, and they were snapping as I walked on them. At first they were just little sparks, but then they began to increase in ferociousness and noise as I was stepping on them, and then I must have unknowingly stepped on a large one, because it went SNAP! CRACKLE! BOOM! and I jumped above it and exclaimed, "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!"
and Joel said, "WHAT?!"
Check THAT out. My dreams have the power to wake BOTH of us up.