dream

a sure sign that it is now time to get rid of my vw (i'm not sure why i've been reluctant so far. nostalgia? laziness? ennui?): i dreamed last night that i was driving through vancouver with calvin and we came to an intersection on flash (ah the joys of vancouver drivers and four way stops). some poor guy was out in the middle of the intersection attempting to direct traffic. my turn came, and i eased out into the intersection trying to make a left turn. some idiot in a bmw shot through and clipped my car. flash - as i get out of my little neon, it turns into my vw. calvin and i are remarkably unsurprised by this, though i did comment to him "that's funny - why did we bring this car? it's not even insured...".