Must buy creamer

Because I threw out the milk. And now I have none for my coffee. Creamer will work in a pinch. Until then.......it's black.

I had a dream. It was weird. I ate hot dogs too late last night. So I dreamt somehow (I can't remember now from the time I got up, I hate that, that's why I"m writing now before work so I can get the stuff in before I forgot it all).......somehow my truck got stolen. I was in Podunk Georgia I'm assuming becuase my road trips usually take me through on the way to and fro Atlanta. Either my truck broke down (it's a Toyota, come ON it is a TOUGH little GUY!) or I stopped to help someone or something. That's all fuzzy. Anyway, my truck ends up being taken, perhaps by gunpoint, still fuzzy, by some one. So I call it in (luckily I still have my phone AND I have BARS!) I get a place to stay at the Podunk Inn (o let me tell you it was a lovely rathole). The police call to tell me they found my truck (it's white with a black fender, so easy to find). It was fine, someone traded it to a car dealer for [drug] money. THen they start asking me questions about stuff in the truck......do you have a camera, etc. I begin to freak. I don't know why I don't freak about the truck being taken, but I do about stuff in it. Because it's CHOCK full of SHITE. Which I really need to clean out. So much stuff in it that I can't remember what WAS in it and what might have been stolen. I look for the cameras, but only find lenses (totally freakin now). Then I dig a little more, since the cameras were kind of UNDER stuff. And I found them. All with lens caps on. But the lenses were separated from the cameras and all were there. Weird. THen I go to check for the gun......but I wake up.

I have to go check on my truck now.......