Be gentle.

I managed to order a platter of nachos bellgrande from Taco Bell the other day. With extra sour cream. Granted, they were no Busch Stadium nachos supremas, which in my opinion are THE best nachos, ever (even if you have to walk umpteen levels, or maybe 3, to get some), but they were pretty tasty, just the same. And even better than the nachos were the clever little packets of MILD sauce that came along with them. Reminded me a little of the Heinz ketchup ketchy-phrase campaign, only these seemed more like miniature fortunes. Border Sauce wisdom.

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I had a dream this morning. I know it was this morning because I did not even go to bed until 2:30 a.m. (DAMN that iced mocha I had last night around 9!), so it had to have been this morning.

I dreamt the St. Louis Cardinals were playing the Chicago Cubs in the World Series. And it was Game 7, being played at Wrigley Field. The game was tied going into the 9th inning, during which the Cards scored 2 unearned runs to take a 3-1 lead.

Suddenly, as the Cubs got up to bat in the bottom of the 9th, the scene shifted to the north playground at Main Street School. And I was totally pissed because of the unearned runs, and the fact that in their last at-bat, one of the players for the Cubs had taken 2 giant Mother, May I steps OUT of the box, JUST to swing at a pitch and miss ... and also because Karl was giving me grief. So, somehow, I convinced him (and someone else, not sure who) to walk to the steps at the northeast corner of the school so I could re-enact the wonderful at-bat ... and next thing I knew, we were PART OF THE ACTUAL PLAYING FIELD, and the Cubs were HITTING A BALL, RIGHT AT US!

Right at ME, actually, so I told everyone to stand still so the players could field the ball, but they could not find it ... so I fielded the ground ball (cleanly, I might add!) and threw to third. And fans were yelling at us, and Karl was fretting, and then one of the Cubs players hit a ball that looked like it was going over the fence but it did not, and the Cardinals ended up winning the game 3-2, or 4-3, or something like that.

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