Ok, so I have this dream, I'm visiting or living in San Francisco, and basically touring downtown, in the dream it's a cross between Disneyland and Vegas so my senses are overwhelmed I want to experience it all, then I realize I have to be to work in an hour...YIKES!! So I look around for a bus to take me to this damn mall in the suburbs somewhere...and some chick says I have to go to 1st ave to catch a bus, now to find 1st ave!!! I'm confused and late, little white rabbit action happening there..hmmmm, so anyhoo, I find the bus termainal and ask the dude at the coffee counter which bus I take to this fictional town of Almeda? Where did my brain come up with that one??? The ever charming counterboy didn't know squat, I cursed him quietly to myself and just got on the first bus that stops, thinking I know it will have to take me to my destination, but alas...it brings me to a friends house...um...yeah...he's no help and critical of what I'm wearing LOL, so I leave in a snit, not knowing which direction to go.....LMFAO And there ya have it. Again I say...Paging Dr. Freud??? I'm thinking the sidetrips have got to go ;) snarf!