To be fair, most of the dream revolved around me trying to figure out how to explain my decision to my wife. "Um, honey? This engineering thing isn't working out for me. So I joined the Coast Guard. I leave for Basic Training on Saturday." Heh. In the dream, I had to put off my initial training for a week because of the 10K we're running this weekend.
Being in the Coast Guard does look cool, though, right? Eh, maybe it's just me. But I can think of worse ways to spend your time than cruising around in a small ship rescuing drunk dudes from their capsized boats and busting drug dealers in super-small mini-subs.
Unfortunately, I never have the dreams anymore where it's just me and a giant bed and a beautiful woman, at the center of Giants' Stadium, with the crowd screaming my name. I used to have those, but sadly, I think my testosterone level has dropped too much for that anymore.
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As you may've guessed, there's nothing much going on today. Got the NFL Draft starting tonight, but I can't work myself into a frenzy about it. The Titans need a ton, none of it exciting, and the Giants are picking last. I think I'm gonna wait and catch the results in the New York Times instead of watching it live.
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