Women are typically infinitely more creative than men. I think that can be proven through the dreams we have. Allison and I try to share our dreams each day from the night before.

Here's the conversation we just had. Be warned. Her dreams go on for a long time. And feel free to analyze it.

Ray: Hey, sweetie, I had this amazing dream last night. You ever...

Allison: Oh, let me tell you about my dream. I dreamt we had adopted a little girl from Fiji, but we hadn't legally adopted her. The courts were letting us have her until all the paperwork went through.

R: That sounds legal.

<em>(Frown)</em> A: Anyway, when they gave her to us, she had nothing. No good clothes to wear or anything. So next thing I know, we were in that little restaurant in Greenville, Kentucky. You, know, the one with the benches.

R: McDonalds?

A: No, the one with booths.

R: Arby's?

A: Stop being silly.

<a href="http://provoketive.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/04/phillys.jpg"><img class="alignleft  wp-image-6058" style="margin-left: 6px;margin-right: 6px" src="http://provoketive.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/04/phillys-300x224.jpg" alt="" width="232" height="173" /></a>R: Philly's.

A: Yeah. And our other three girls were all over our little adopted girl, loving on her. And I said to you, "We can't just let her go out without some new shoes and just a beat up dress! She can't go out barefoot!"

R: Let me guess, I said, "Sure we can, it's Kentucky."

<em>(Bigger frown)</em> A: So we went out and got her some clothes. And all the way the girls were welcoming into our family, talking about how we could make her a new room with a big bed and give her a beautiful new life. Isn't that wonderful?

R: Oh, yeah. Beautiful dream. You always have such heart warming dreams, sweetie.

A: Oh, what did you dream about?

R: Uh, it's not quite the heart-warming drama variety.

A: Is it ever?

R: Do you ever have a really awesome dream and wake up thinking, "That dream would be the most awesome movie! I've got to write down the plot points and mail it to Tim Burton!"

A: Yeah, sometimes.

R: Well, I woke up and could only remember the last few seconds of it. It ticked me off. <a href="http://provoketive.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/04/abebazooka1.jpg"><img class="alignright  wp-image-6060" src="http://provoketive.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/04/abebazooka1-300x225.jpg" alt="" width="238" height="179" /></a>

A: What were the last few seconds?

R: Abe Lincoln had a bazooka in his hand. He made dead aim for the Golden Gate bridge and blew it up.

<em>(Silence)</em>

A: Inspiring.

R: I thought so.