Last night I dreamt I was traded for Jeff Weaver.

Yes, I realize that's impossible in every way, and even my dream self knew something was amiss. In the dream, I was freaking out because, without knowing which team I was being traded to, I was afraid I wouldn't have enough time to redesign Red Hot Mama's color scheme before spring training.

Man, I can hardly wait for the season to start. Go Reds!