I get asked a lot about what new things I will do in 2010...

Don't really understand why anyone cares what I do, or see the point in planning something I will either have taken away from me, cost too much to do, or not have the energy to even try. My goals just aren't grand enough I suppose to elicit unstoppable enthusiasm and drive.

A reoccurring dream I have, other than the one when an old stinky lady sits on my chest trying to smother me, or the one where my penis swells up so large that it's bigger than me, then consumes me, takes over my life and does a better job with it than I do, as a successful and scheming Capitalist...

No, the reoccurring dream I mean, is the one where I'm in a canoe floating down a river passing all sorts of life on both banks.

I love that one.

There are treasures in the water, on the banks there are diamonds and gems, pretty girls wave and smile every so often, there are picnics, a distant house is seen burning, fish swim by, fruit hang from arching branches, a funereal for parents that have died, babies are born, kids swing on ropes and fall into the water and the most beautiful girl in the world swims over and climbs into the canoe with me.

I love that dream.

Doing nothing but dreaming in 2010, that's what I'm doing!