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Let me tell you how much of a geek I am (as if I haven’t done that enough). I was suddenly woken up this morning by my fiancee because I am going in to work early. Shortly after she woke me up, I remembered what I was dreaming about. I was dreaming about being some waitress’s freind and thinking to myself how stupid of a system they have for seating people. So, to fix the situation, I installed a wireless access point and other networking and computer equipment on premises, and create a program that assigns people seats in the restaurant using some “revolutionary” technique. Of course, this is all in my dream, including my having a bout with SQL statements that don’t do what I want them to do. But here’s the clincher: after having trouble with the SQL statements, I decide to take a break from programming in order to go to the restaurant’s corporate office to convince Hitler that he shouldn’t be owner of the restaurant and he should have another Holocaust. wtf? I had Boston Market for dinner last night, then I watched the HEHS V Show. I have no clue what the hell brought up this dream.