I again have been having horrible dreams of airliners crashing into homes and buildings...

Last night I dreamed of bombings I could see from my patio up on the hillside overlooking Universal Studios...

It seemed so real. I guess that's what I get for sleeping with Talk Radio on next to my bed. The U. N. Bombing at Baghdad HQ Blast kills at least 15... and it must have seeped into my dreams.

The dreams seemed so real that I just know that my day will be shot.

Oral arguments have been scheduled for the Fox News Channel's lawsuit against humorist Al Franken. I hope cameras will be allowed in the Courtroom...

I saw jockey Gary Stevens, who was great in a leading role in the hit film "Seabiscuit," was in fair and stable condition after suffering serious injuries following a weekend fall in the Arlington Million race. He comes off the horse and basically turns into a Raggedy Ann Doll... Getting trampled and sliding around... Very unnerving.

I in the process of completely cleaning out my apartment and getting rid of nearly everything I own. I go through this pretty regularly. If I need to split, there will be no trouble packing up.

One never knows when one might have to leave quickly and just keep on driving.

I saw a documentary over the weekend about the great depression... The dust bowl swallowing everything up... And I thought... That could all happen again very easily. How would I be prepared?

Is eBay going to help me keep the dust from burying my house and farm?

Is having the latest cellphone going to help when the bank takes my home?

Is American Idol going to protect me from locusts?

Maybe...