Just wanted to mention last night I had a bizarre dream, in which my brother Joe and I were working on a crew of housepainters inside a mansion being renovated. It reminded me a bit of the movie "Money Pit". Anyway, we were working in separate sections of the house, and my work partner was Henry Winkler. Not the young Fonzie Winkler, but the older, gentler Arrested Development era Henry Winkler. Anyway we are painting the walls when he starts to feel a little light headed, so I tell him "Henry, sit down a take a breather, you're looking really pale". So I climb down the ladder and walk him over to nearby chair. He sits for a moment, and then suddenly leaps up...his eyes bulging in horror. So I nervously ask "Henry! Henry, whats the matter?", when I look down and I comprehend what has happened. Henry has accidentally shit himself clear through his painters pants, not to mention covering the bottom of my pants and shoes. So I try not to make him feel bad and walk him over to the closest bathroom. But as soon as the door shuts, I unload an endless stream of expletives, loud enough that Bazzuka Joe hears me and runs over, only to stop short and collapse into a fit of hysterical laughter. Hes able to spit out "Winkler took a shit on you?". I answer: "Yeah, hes sick, dude. Now, what the fuck am I gonna do?" So Winkler comes out of the bathroom wearing only a tshirt, and his head in his hands. Joey gets even more hysterical now. Unamused, I walk over to a garbage can I go to take off my shit covered shoes.....and I wake up. Any analysis, anyone?