>I thought of this while driving home from the AE job this morning: I can’t see a plastic bag fly by or dance in the wind without thinking of American Beauty. I loved the movie, but also appreciated “Not Another Teen Movie” spoofing it… where the bag follows the “weird kid” around all the time.

When I was finishing up the job this morning, I had a thought, a hit of deja-vu (again, yes) and I could swear that I dreamt about this before. When I arrived home, I searched my site’s entries for “dream” and came up with some whacked out shit. Here’s a good example.