About that police chase in my last blog entry...the guy who started the chase...was a naked 49-year old who stole some overalls and that semi!

I had a very creepy dream this morning which shook me up a little. I dreamed that my dad had faked his death and did it to escape from everyone, especially his family. In my dream, I took some family to my dad's house which was this really big mansion. When I opened the door, there was a party going on, and my dad was playing mahjong in a wife beater. (He often just wore boxer shorts and a wife beater around the house. In the summertime, he was often shirtless.) Everyone was really happy to see my dad and that he was still alive.

I was really mad that all these other people (the partygoers) knew he was still alive before I found out. I really wanted to give him a piece of my mind, but I decided to bite my tongue (how it always was when he was alive). In my dream, he didn't even acknowledge me, which made me angry.

This dream reminds me of one of my birthdays. My family and I were going to celebrate with some birthday cake in the kitchen, and my dad was playing mahjong in the next room. Instead of taking a break from the game to celebrate his daughter's birthday, he kept playing -- blatantly said he wasn't coming in. I sure was hurt that night.