Had a dream about KC kids.
Andy, Liz, Zach, and Marge were going off to Chicago to have fun, but I had to stay in KC and babysit Jeff, who was on some sort of crazy fun drug.
I never quite figured out what drug he was on, but at some point I decided Liz and I had to hang out, and I would even ride my bike to get there.
So I rode my bike as far as some railroad station, and ran into some guy with a huge black truck.
So I bought it from him for $40 to go to Chicago.
After I was in it, I realized it didn't have license plates, and had probably been stolen.
So then I went back to my house to get some license plates to put on it,
but before I got there I woke up.