Dreams

The other night, i had a couple weird dreams. I don't recall the order, but here they are....

Dream:
I had a little stand at a farmers market in Portland. I was selling a homemade sports drink that I'd concocted.
Thoughts:
In my waking life i have been working on a good recipe for a sports drink (i.e. a water, salt and sugar). I got tired of buying so much Gatorade, which I've been drinking a lot of it since it's so hot here recently. I'm moving to Portland soon, so that part makes sense, but i have no idea why I'd be selling it at a farmers market. Firstly, because it's not that great. I mean, it's not going to compete with Gatorade (which i prefer). But it does the job and goes down pretty easy after a sweaty exercise. And although it's still being tinkered with, here is the current recipe:
1/4 tsp salt (NaCl)
1/4 tsp salt substitute (KCl)
5.5 Tbl sugar (glucose)
Dash of Kool-Aid (?)
Fill to 2 Liters water (H2O)

It should probably be noted that I love that Gatorade Rain, which to me tastes like it's normal Gatorade, diluted 2 times. So that might taste too 'watery' to anyone else.

Dream:
The second dream i had was me at a road race. My teeth were falling out, and i was freaking out about it. I couldn't think about the upcoming race because i was so concerned about my teeth. A guy I new from High School was there, Colin. We weren't friends or anything but knew each other. I'm not sure if he was running the race or not.
Thoughts:
I don't know about Colin or the race, but the teeth may be explained by the fact that I just watched a documentary on Shane MacGowan.