Is This Turning Into a Dream Journal?

I think I had my first lucid dream, sort of.  I was being chased by this slime monster/little girl, and it was much more horrifying than it should of been, when all of a sudden, I realized how lame my dream was and shouted "Okay subconscious, this is lame! I want something better!"

An old car pulls up, like the kind old people drove ten years ago, and Betty White is driving.  "Get in!" she yells.

"Well, this is more like it!"

Look, a crappy photoshop, except I did it in MS Paint!