I had this crazy dream the other night partly influenced, I think, by a movie (The War of the Worlds, if you want to know). For some reason, my dear brother Ryan had gotten zapped by a bad guy and was in sort of a coma. Since thousands of people were being slaughtered left and right, his condition didn't come as a surprise. Sitting beside him at the hospital I told him to fight for his life... and then he turned into a pancake. He was still Ryan, only as a pancake.... Hey it was a dream, okay. These things totally make sense. See, my family had this superpower that we could change into various things at will. With his attack, Ryan was just sort of turning into whatever he could. So I said to Ryan the Pancake, "We're trying as hard as we can to help you but seeing as though your a pancake, your brain has sort of been spread all over and we can't really find your center...."

And that's where the dream ended. I think the weirdness of it woke me up.