Good Morning. It's 11:00, 13th July. I'm at work, managing my way between design meeting and sitting in the bathroom. Last night I had another weird dream, In which I get to drive a tres kewl dune-buggy. Of course, the natural thing to do was to return with the buggy to my old 'hood in Ra'anana. Just to show all those people who mocked me during my childhood that I *am* kewl. Arriving there, I found out that the buggy isn't working, and that this weird cable connecting the steering wheel to the wheels isn't working. Just my luck. There goes my delayed (belated?) revenge.