So I had this dream… It was morning and I was driving up the 5, going to school, like I do everyday. Traffic sucks and I am practicing a choreography (I do actually dance while driving) and the obvious happens. I rear-end the car in front of me. I feel all my blood leaving my body in that fraction of a second when you realize you just did something really incredibly stupid. So we move the cars to the shoulder, and I get out of the car spilling my mea culpa and asking if the person is ok. Out of the car comes this guy, and starts yelling at me. Just screaming his head out, and I just stand there, looking at the guy and thinking…mmm, where do I know him from? is he from school? wait, is he from the lab upstairs? no, maybe he’s one of the TAs…and the guy is still howling at me… and then I realize who he is, ah duh, from Heroes! ok then! and the dream ends (or that’s all I remember). ...yeah, I know…pretty, pre-tty dumb…
So, Milo, if you see a black Prius behind you, and what looks to be a giant octopus waiving its tentacles on the driver seat – change lanes! ‘Cose it’s me, and I’m bellydancing in the car! – and although it would be nice to meet you (even though you yelled at me), I sure prefer to keep my car insurance premium where’s at. ; )

Good job, great show! Heroes is one of two shows I actually watch on the computer (since I don’t have tv). Drive safe!

p.s. maybe I should just stop dancing in the car….ummm…or not!