Weird dream
I had a weird dream. My dad and I were at a book store and suddenly he says “Hey, there’s a Robert Heinlein book over there.” (Heinlein writes scifi.) I don’t see anything so we go closer. I don’t see anything still. He picks up a thin paperback that was behind some other books and shows me the picture of a decorated shield on the book’s spine from which he recognised it was Heinlein (there isn’t one on the real books, but this is a dream, remember). I said to that “It’s the same as if I recognised David Duchovny from an eyebrow.” 
Hmmm… bummer, I don’t.
@ 20:16
Finished XIII. Pretty cool it was. Maybe I’ll start it over with a more difficult level.
