I had such an odd dream last night. River Phoenix and Ricky Schroeder came over to my house and I was so excited! A woman with three poodles also visited. Her poodles had multi-colored, dreadlocks coating their bodies.
“What kind of a poodle is that?” I asked the woman.
“My poodles are from England and all English poodles come in fluorescent colors!” The poodles then started to urinate on my carpet. I ran and got towels. Ricky and River didn’t help me but turned their backs and I had to clean up the urine all by myself.

My flight home was cancelled. I had a strong feeling that would happen so I rescheduled my flight for tomorrow and checked back into my normal hotel. This evening, after my dinner I heard what sounded like a series of bomb blasts. My heart absolutely dropped and I ran to the window and ripped back the curtains. What greeted me was a sky full of fireworks! My hotel overlooks the river and sitting in the middle of the water was a barge from which all these fireworks sprung! It was amazingingly beautiful. I leaned against the window and I could feel every explosion. The ashes drifted past my window! It was incredible.