Seriously, last night I had a dream where I was the pres, and it was almost like the movie Clear & Present Danger. Except I was running on my own, without all the bodyguards. Well. If I would have had this dream 2 weeks ago, I woulda been toast, but this time, I knew what an assault vest was, and dawned one, and kicked some serious ass (and by the way, the one where the pistol mounts in the vest itself does suck, even in dreams it's hard to draw that thing. Thank you Arsenal Peeps. You may have saved my life.