Last night's dream was really fragmentary, so it doesn't make a good story, particularly. It did have a few flashes of scenes that were interesting...
Like shopping in a Wal-mart and having the floor start to crumble beneath me and open up into the bowels of hell below.
And holding a baby duck but being completely unable to recognize the beak, thus causing me to run around holding it up to various birds and asking them if this was their baby... the turkey chased me off
And running out of a building that was about to explode and jumping into the nearest car to escape, except it turned out to belong to the people who had planted the bomb, so there was a mild altercation and then they threw me out on the highway. I bounced.