  No crazy dreams, but I did have a good day. I've been driving around playing the Knight Rider theme. It makes my little jaunts seem more meaningful. Driving my mother to Staples today felt a matter of life and death. I was helping to uphold justice somehow, avenging evil where the law is powerless to act. Case in point: someone at Staples parked their car so close to mine that I had to get in from the passenger side. To right this grievous wrong, I opened my door into the other car repeatedly, then keyed it as I was backing out. All while blasting the Knight Rider theme. KITT: "Michael, I hardly think that was necessary. " Me: "Quiet, you! I'm a man who doesn't exist. " 
