Sweet Dreams are not made of these

Lately, I've had very, very odd dreams.

The other night, I dreamt that a former colleague and I attended the grand opening of an outdoor shopping center. We heard of a bomb threat, and rushed away from the main area. I do not recall if there was an explosion.

And yesterday, I was told I talked in my sleep the previous night. "... The beer is in my car. The beer is in my car. Hey, the beer is in my car!"

What does it all mean?

Going forward, I plan to write about my dreams in an attempt to determine any patterns, or link the dreams with what is going on in my life (during my conscious time, of course). Stay tuned. I'm sure I'll have more bizzaro dreams to share.