I’ve dreamt about something last night. It’s all about man in spandex with lit sancho panza cigars. It’s like a scene taken out from my favorite noir movie, The Untouchables starring Kevin Costner and Sean Connery. Weird thing though, I’m not one of the girls with curls and pin up style. But I’m a tough girl with machine gun while smoking cigars. Honestly, there’s no deeper story. I just saw myself laughing manically after firing one round of those bullets in a plate like. This is the catch, in my dream I did not see even one single dead man and no blood. That’s so much for my noir-self dream.