...in this long dream I just woke from. It's a long one, but stick with it and we'll be just fine. Geez-Louise, what a nightmare! I just got off a 12 hour nightshift, got home at 7:30, straight to bed so I can get up at noon when the wifey gets home, yet here I am at 9 am wide awake. Why, you may ask yourself, are you avoiding the beautiful bliss of sleep? Well, let me tell you It started out as a nice Friday evening, just me and the wife going out to fish for a couple hours before I had to be at some stage performance for something or other. So we put on this little lake that flows out o the river thats between in the median of the highway. (Its a big median!) So, we launch, but theres already a whole bunch of boats anchored and people on the bank right where I was gonna go. So we anchor about 15 feet from bank just downstream of everyone else and I start riggin up with this special rib-eye steak bait. As Im doing that, one boat sidles over to bank and asks a guy fishing there to take his picture of him and this really nice 40+ blue. So he does that, and I notice hes wearing a BOC hat and I think, Crap, hes in the fish frenzy an hes here catching my fish! Now Im really trying to hurry cause everyones catching fish and I only got about an hour and a half left. I get one rod out with all the bait I have and tell my wife Ill be right back, I gotta run home and get more bait made up. I hop out of the boat and wade to shore and take off running to the house, which somehow was much closer to the lake than it was before. Im making my steak-bait when she walks into the kitchen, and Im like, wheres the boat?, and she says, its still at the lake, so I take off running with my roll of bait, noticing that my cell phone is still on the table but thinking Im only gonna be gone a bit and its right down the road so I wont need it. Im joggin down the road past the lake now cause I gotta go all the way around it to get to a bridge that gets me to the other side, and as I pass I can see even more boats out there, along with my empty boat, and that one rod is just being slammed down bent over double while everyone else is wondering what the heck is going on, why aint there anybody in that boat. So I really start running now, only got an hour left to fish and got a whole lake of people thinkin Im some crazy dude leaving his boat out there with the rods in the water. I finally get the to bridge and my son is there talking on the phone to one of his friends yelling at me about how he can now see two people holding up the biggest catfish hes ever seen and he wants to know if he can go with me. I holler back to hurry up cause I cant stop, I gotta get to the boat before someone steals my fish, like the guy in the Chinese straw hat that was fishing from bank there by the boat. Im running and huffing and puffing and the road goes through some trees and I cant see the lake at all now but I know that the road curves back in and the boat will be right there but for some reason, the lake never does appear. And now Im in my car, but behind this group of homeless guys that are looking for the fish also, and they are blocking the road walking soooo slowly that I leave the car, my son catches up with me, and we are back to running again so we can cut through the group, which is still on the road but the road is now a rocky trail going up a very steep hill. All the way up the hill, over the top, and still no lake! Wheres the lake! Im yelling now, running faster and faster through the grassy field towards a park building. Its beginning to get dark now as Im running through the building because I know it overlooks the lake; up and down flights of stairs trying to find the way through to the other side, finally rush into a formal dinner ball and ask the gowned ladies how to get out to the lake, they say down the stairs you just passes. So, down the stairs again and outside only to find myself in the middle of a shopping complex of Best Buys and JC Penneys and chain restaurants. 45 minutes left to go and Im really panicking now, cant be late, what was my wife thinkin leaving the boat, what was I think even trying to go in the first place, and running through a neighborhood, still trying to find the water. I come across my aunt in her driveway complaining that she has to drive her kids all the way to Shoal Creek to drop them off at the sitter, so I stop and exclaim that I will gladly take them and bring them back if I can just take her Jeep cause I really gotta go and Ive been running around tryng find my boat and cant find the lake even though I drive past it everyday and live right here by it yet I cant seem to get there and my boat has a fish on and people are stealing my stuff and now Ive lost the steak-bait I had been carrying around for so long and Im gonna miss my appearance at the stage performance and everyone is catching fish thinkin Im crazy and I ran all around the park building and still couldnt find the place and now Im having some kind of mental breakdown ..and then I woke up. So tell me, after this long saga, if you made it this far along, what does it all mean?