This dream perhaps inspired me to create the MySpace profile I've been threatening to now for months:
Meet Tryannosaurs Rex, an Online Predator
Perhaps I had the dream because of the high winds that were rattling the windows all night. This morning, the signs that had been hanging above buildings were on the sidewalk, there was even more trash blowing around than usual, and I even found part of a building that had fallen off. Nothing too big, just a decorative concrete curlicue, but nothing I'd want falling on me.
