Racing in Grindelvald

Even though I've been sleeping considerably better these days, I still have some odd dreams.

After a longish absence, Obscure Object of Desire re-appeared a couple of nights ago. We were hiking in Switzerland of all places, at a place next to the Eiger called Grindelvald. We were kitted out in Russian garb and look like we'd stepped out of a Soviet propaganda poster. No hanky-panky in the dream, though. Just hiking through green pastures, past large cows with large bells.

Another odd dream concerned my car, which needs some repairs. In the dream, I had more than the window and door handle fixed - I had some wonderful Speed Racerish "jump jacks" installed. Too bad I woke up before I could try them out on Stemmons during my daily commute.