I was coming home from the Giant and couldn't turn onto the road our development is off because a motorcycle officer was blocking it. I went around the long way to come in the other end and right after our street came off, there's a hill. There was a Fedex truck in the right lane at the top of the hill and many many flashing lights just past it. I bet someone just went around the truck and ran head-on into someone who was in the proper lane. I've seen some close calls. There's a construction company at the top of the hill and they frequently have big delivery trucks that sit in the right lane for a while.
Last night I dreamed that I was raising a batch of really big butterflies. I charged admission to see them, and when they died, they became like metal and I could make them into walls and glass and doors and so forth and make another house for people to live in. Every generation brought another house.