He's not my choice (I'm still hoping it's Webb), but over the course of the night I had a couple of dreams. They were unrelated, as far as I can tell, but I woke up this morning with one of the those feelings of prescience that said to me Obama's VP pick will be Tim Kaine. We'll see.
In the first dream I was standing in a field with my wife and daughter (due Dec. 1). I look up to see some very odd weather formations. Then, in the corner of my field of vision I spot it. Off in the distance a mushroom cloud billowing up over some far off city. Then, before I'm able to fully grasp that event and decide if the blast wave is something I need to worry about there's another rumbling explosion and mushroom cloud off in the opposite direction.
This was all devoid of any geo-political reference. There was no background story that led to this holocaust. I suppose, though, the dream was born of my subconscious fear of a McCain presidency. Either that or it was born of my own fears of my impending fatherhood, what that will do to my life, and whether I'm really ready.
I woke up a little unsettled, so I grabbed at the Crackberry to check the news and reassure myself that the world would still be here in the morning. Nothiing Nothing major. Just some random headlines on CNN.
When I finally got back to sleep I had another dream. I don't remember the specifics, but I woke up positive that Tim Kaine will be the VP. I grabbed the Crackberry again looking for the TXT, but nothing. Perhaps tomorrow.