There are very few things that strike fear into me like the Burger King "Mascot" or whatever you call it. That big head and the perpetually psychotic smile send cold stabs of fear through my soul. I wish I knew why I am scared of this thing. I would rather face an army of zombies intent on devouring my flesh than one Burger King Mascot whose goal, I believe, is to sell me Whoppers; and feast on my fear of commercialism.

I had a dream last night where I was sitting in the middle of a room that was filled with snow and ice. All of a sudden, a seal (harp, not navy) appeared at a door and began to slide around me in a circle. The cute little guy (or gal) was just circling me without stopping. I have no idea how long this dream lasted but when I woke up, I pondered it for a time. This is a sign of an interesting dream. You lay there with the covers all jumbled around you, deep in retrospective thought, oblivious to the usual early morning sounds of a new day. 

I've decided, as a member of Caucasia, that I want Asians to take over. There was a story recently about how the the white race will be a minority by 2050. If this is the case, and I believe it to be true, then the obvious choices are Muslims, Asians, and Hispanics. Now, I know Muslim is a religion but they are moving up in the world just the same. I know a few Asians and they are decent, hard-working people. I guess the Hispanics are too but for some reason, I don't really like the culture. It's nothing personal; I just have a problem with their music. The problem with Muslims is the way they treat women. So, as the white race sails off into the great sunset of racial decline, I for one, am rooting for the victorious Asians and their incredibly beautiful women. Let's just hope Asian women have a leadership role in the world.