A Dream about Warren Buffet

As I mentioned in an earlier post, I saw a great Charlie Rose show on Warren Buffet and was very impressed with what I saw.

Last night I had a dream about Warren Buffet. We were at the mall together and he challenged me to a race down the escalator - sliding on the handrails. So we raced, and then got busted by mall security.

Then he went shopping for a suit. Even though the store was closed them let him in, because he's Warren Buffet.

Then we were walking home and there was an old recording studio along the way. He invited me in and there was a blues trio playing, with a great singer. I at first didn't want to go, but Warren convinced me. As we were listening, someone else joined us and started to sing along. A man in a recording booth then told him to stop, and I gave him an Archie Comics comic book, but told him I didn't like him.

I walked out and continued my way home on my own, soon realizing I didn't have my shoes. I started to walk back and the man I gave the comic book and told I didn't like was bringing me my shoes. He said he was sorry I didn't like him, but I told him, "No, it was my bad. I shouldn't have judged him so quickly."

I love dreams. They are so random, its cool.