The other night, I dreamed that I was sitting in a college psychology class. The setting was much like that of my Intro to Psych class: A small auditorium with stadium style seating. The professor was standing up front wearing a corduroy blazer with patches on the elbows holding a cup of coffee.  He takes a big gulp of coffee, looks at the class, and poses the question, "Did you ever consider that when a Carebear farts, it probably smells like cupcakes?"

I was perplexed…Very perplexed. When I woke up, I was still perplexed, but a bit curious. The only thing I could think was, "What flavor of cupcakes would they smell like." Who needs carpe diem when you dream like that…