What About Jon Cryer

last night I had two dreams, in both murphys law applied... the first one I was stuck at a mountain hotel, I think we were snowed in by a snow storm, I was sitting at a meeting room with a bunch of oil company union bosses, and somehow I convinced them that the company needed to give me a bonus and a car, I pictured the car completely, it was a brown cadillac with gold hubcaps and spoilers, I would make any pimp proud.. anyway the storm passed and so did the union bosses promise of a bonus and car.. After that I went probably to Lybia, possibly I was Moammar Gadhafi, I was waiting to be rescued by the United States, I started the war and now I was going to abandon ship and the U.S. were in on my plan of starting the war and then disapearing, I expected a spaceship to come take me out of the counrty, maybe to some space station or something, and they did send a spaceship for me but instead of me traveling to space or some other location a medium sized robot, like Walle came out except this one a little bit bigger and meaner, came out and pinched a biopsy from me, and went back on his spacecraft and flew away, they took my DNA when what I was expecting was for them to take me away, I was left to be lynched by the angry mob...