Woke this morning in Glen’s guest room out of a dream from Lord of the Rings. I was simultaneously Aragorn and watching the Fellowship fight from an overhead camera view. Aragorn waded out into the fray, found an electrical outlet, and proceeded to plug in and begin kicking ass with … The Braun Hand Mixer Which Had Been Broken. Beating orcs aside with the teeny blades, and then switching to the whisk attachment to fight back to back with Legolas. Woke up just as he/I was bemoaning the limits imposed by the length of the electrical cord.