last night i had the following dreams:

1. Jerome Bettis was on TV talking about how the Colts have an 8-foot-tall, 500-pound player whom they only use as a tight end, and about how, if the Steelers had him, he'd be a running back and would be unstoppable. So then the Colts decided to use him as a running back and the Steelers had no chance. Good job, guy.

2. I showed up at a party Alicia was having and immediately absconded away to the bathroom, where I began clipping my nails. At some point during the dream I found that, instead of my nails, I was clipping the serifs off of serif-font letters.