last night I had a crazy dream. First, I had the powers of spiderman (not used, just had). Second, eric arneson and I went through a training excersize in an SR-71 Blackbird. Paratrooper excersizes. I passed out from my first time at those altitudes and the pilot had to land it in a city street. He couldn't stop, only slow and take off again. I had to roll out. It had car style doors. I wasn't too scared, though at this time I wasn't spiderman. There was also some sort of epic battle between me and this really small nerdy kid. I knew he was the epitome of all evil, despite him having passed all these sorts of tests for the city. The city was also always dark and grimy. I remember walking through a hospital talking to some woman the camera never saw. I think she sneered at me when I lit a cigarette with a test-tube of some slimy stuff. I was trying to convince her that the nerd kid was evil. It was very dark and grimy there too.