I had a dream last night. If you know what's good for you, you'll stop reading now.

In this dream, we were all preparing for a hurricane that was coming. This was a big one, that was supposed to make Katrina look like a gentle breeze. So we boarded up houses, brought everything inside, and prepared to wait the storm out.

And then the hurricane hit, and as expected, it was a bad one. Roofs flying off houses, trees being uprooted, cars flipping over...

Of course, to make matters worse, we were in the middle of a Zombie attack.

I'd go see a movie about that...