I had an absolutely horrible dream last night. I was driving in a car with my family when I suddenly got this feeling of dissonance and dread. I looked up to see planes falling from the sky. The road was pandemonium as cars tried to avoid getting hit. The earth shook with the force of the jets smashing to the ground. I turned on the radio and an announcer intoned: This is the end as we know it…. we are finished – This is the end as we know it…. we are finished. Horrible, huh? Well, the next dream I had was equally strange. I was decorating a gymnasium for a prom and I was trying to convince everyone that we should paint the walls brown and then we could use fuschia and aqua “to pump it up!” This is what happens when you watch too much Changing Rooms.