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Had this strange dream last night. I can't remember how it started, but at one point I was driving down 30th Ave back in Astoria, and there's this guy driving like a maniac, and I suddenly think, he's trying to kill himself. Then he drives his car into a parked bulldozer in a closed off section of the street. I can't remember what else happened with that, because I turned onto Crescent Street and went into some apartment building to visit someone. And I end up in this apartment that RLC lives in. We hit it off and I tell her I'm like this multi-millionare and then I leave because she has to do laundry. So I go to the bar downstairs where I bump into some famous actor, but I can't remember who it was now. I want to say Freddy Prinze Jr, but I don't think it was him. Then I realize I left my jacket it in RLC's apartment and I go up to get it, and RLC's looking all hot dressed down. The next morning, I'm in some restaurant and Norman Chad and that other guy are there announcing its the last day of the main event of the World Series of Poker. And for some reason, RLC is one of the entrants and the only chick and famous person to make it to the last day. So she comes in, but there's no poker going on, and instead she's acting all rich and making weird requests of the restaurant like changing the whole wait staff. She see's me and invites me to join her and orders me a $200 salad. And I'm all nervous and uncomfortable because the people at the restaurant know me and know I'm not really a multi-millionare. So I tell her I lied and run to Astoria General, because in the dream I work there, but she stops me and asks me why I like her. So I go through this heartfelt sounding list and claim she's this great actress. It must've worked, because the next thing I know I'm eating with her and Michelle Trachtenberg. And some blonde actor is there who I think might have been that guy who played Lowell on Wings. All in all, a very strange dream.