I had an odd dream last night ... I was at Spiece and finished my workout about the same time Rick finished his. We were talking a bit and left the gym together. As we got into the parking lot, a total stranger came up to us and asked about Smallest Winner. She wanted to know about how to apply, etc.
As we talked with this lady, I could see my car out of the corner of my eye, and I clearly had a flat tire. Bummer, eh? Well, as I tried to wrap up the conversation, Rick excused himself and left me to continue answering the lady's questions. Figuring that my car wasn't going anywhere, I talked with a little while longer and then said goodbye.
When I got to my car, I saw Rick cleaning his hands off as he'd just finishing changing my tire. I don't know how he got into my car to get the spare, etc. It was just a dream, so I guess some things are allowed to happen without being completely explainable, right?
When I thanked him for doing that, he patted me on the shoulder and said, "no, thank you for giving that lady your attention. I just changed a tire, but that conversation just might change a life."
I'm not one who wants to read something crazy into a dream, but I woke up thinking that was pretty cool ...