So I had the weirdest, most awesome dream last night.

I can't remember how it started, but there is truth to the saying that it matters not how the journey is begun, but in how it proceeds.

Anyhow, so dream dream dream, and a little bit later, we are in a mall. All of my best dreams happen in malls, because malls are the perfect environment for anything - you can find whatever you need there.

It was my mission to defeat the Evil Monks of Underwear (or E.M.U.), because they had been ringing their monk church bells way too loudly at people, and had refused to stop. So it was a pack of angry monks versus a pack of… me. And whoever was with me.

In this case, it turned out to be ninjas on rollerblades, of which I was one of. I also had an awesome orange cape, that made nice whooshing noises. Ninjas on rollerblades is a most excellent thing, and many of the minor monk minions were quickly dispatched, with much spinning and kicking and zooming around - but their leader ran into a Starbucks, ducked through a secret monk entrance, and started climbing some stairs marked "To the E.M.U. Belltower". Sadly, rollerblades don't work with stairs, so I took them off, and started climbing.

These stairs were really long, and the evil monk leader had a head start, so I decided to use the escalators. Unfortunately, there was a fat woman stuck in them, and she thought I was a donut, so I had to go around her, costing me valuable time, allowing the monk to reach the top before me, and as soon as I entered the top of the tower, the door slammed shut behind me.

The head monk and I were trapped in the belltower, and he was about to ring the bell. He then exclaimed to me "THIS BELL IS YOUR DOOM!", so I did the only sensibly thing, shouted back "NO! THIS! IS! STAAAAAAAARBUCKS!" and sparta-kicked him out of the tower, where he landed on a cactus. And thus the day was saved.