I think I need to start with a ‘Dreams’ Category. I had a dream last night and thought of it on the way to work, then remembered again on the way home from lunch.

I’m in my living room with my wife and a friend of ours, Matt. Suddenly there’s a shout from outside and I look out the window. Matt’s wife and daughter are in the front seat of a car, and it looks like a 60’s mustang or something, a faded orange color, and as I look out there, I see a bit of fire kind of erupt and then be gone from onder the back of the hood. I yell ‘Fire’ and jump into action. I run immediately to the kitchen, where I know there’s a fire extinguisher under the sink. I also distinctly remember feeling partially panic’ed and still keeping it under control, being able to push it down enough to perform efficiently. I run out to the car with the extinguisher, and Matt is right next to me. Matt goes right to the passenger side and starts trying to get his wife & daughter out while I start dousing the flames that are trying to come through the dashboard through the drivers window. We both succeed and I move around to the front of the car and try to douse the flames in the engine compartment and I realize that it’s no longer a mustang-like sports car, but is instead an old white ford pickup truck, and there’s no hood. Flames still abound however, and I start spraying them down methodically, and I realize that Matt is there too with the hose, helping out. Just as the extinguisher starts to sputter we manage to get all the flames out, and I awake.