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I just had a "why didn't I just do it that way before?" moments. I like when that happens.

Dreamed last night that I was riding a horse through the city, except the city was country roads and dirt. Like, a big dirt road had the normal, huge, reflective sign that indicated clearly that it was highway 694.

What the!

I was walking along, mere steps from my alley this morning, when rocks or ice or something fell from the building I was walking next to and hit me in the face! They scraped my nose, and I'm bleeding. Boy, it's not every day I go into the office with a bloodied face. I think I scared my boss.