[jimhelm]

I dreamed that an old lady didn't want me to leave her mansion.

I was all like.. well, hell with that. I'm out. and I went out this back door. some dude followed me out... he wanted to leave too.

But then she loosed some kind of huge badger thing from this pen that was down in the corner of the yard. And I knew that the badger/wyvern/wombat... whatever it was... was a vicious, clever killer.
So the thing is up on me in a blink...but then it flops over on it's side inviting me to rub it's tummy. The other dude FALLS for the ploy and bends down to stroke it.. I was all like.. No Wai, vicious badger... and backed my ass through the door again.... and there was a bee fucking with me as I did. SO I figured i would rather get stung by a bee than shredded up by a vicious badger, and let the bee in with me as i retreated.

dream ends.

that morning, as I got out of my car, there was a bee flying around me and getting up in my grill. I shooed it away and was not stung. I looked around for badgers, but I didn't see any.