In the dream I am having many problems. I want to have lunch with two friends from Bulgaria, but we are all busy recycling vast stacks of paper. I have a briefcase that weighs so much it is hard to carry, it, too, is bursting with paperwork. I cannot find my car in the parking garage, and when I do, I can't find my way out. Finally, from high up in the garage, I give up, and watch the people on the busy street below. My alarm clock wakes me. -- JOBE
ON-AIR: Midnight to 5 A.M. Monday through Friday, I produce many of the commercials on The Eagle.
