Last night I dreamed that I went out to the garden to shoot the rabbit that has been eating my tomatoes. (In reality I am considering doing this.) While I was out there, I saw some interesting camouflage targets in the grass, so I shot at them. Later in the day, I heard shooting, so I looked out to find everyone I had shot had returned with their assault rifles and machine guns. Suddenly I am in Wal Mart, helping one of my shooting victims bag his groceries.