Had an absolutely horrible nightmare last night.... Dreamt that I had almost successfully taken over the United States, except that I couldn't find Bush. Oh, we were getting plenty of tips from Hollywood types and Democrats--you know, the typical un-American crowd. But by the time we would actually get to the suspected hideout, all we'd find is a pile of empty beer cans, meaning either George W. or his daughters had just been there. On one raid, we even found a pile of freshly discarded EKG printouts, so we knew we had just missed Cheney.

And it went on like this for years and years.