Vivid dreams, anyone? I've been having some funky ones in the past few months, but last night's took the cake. I was neutralizing vampires. I know, you might think I was staking them through the heart and turning them to dust, Buffy style, right? Wrong. Turns out, to really hurt vampires, you bless them. That's right. "In Jesus' name, I bless you. May you be filled with light." I was looking at vampires writhing on the ground in agony while I was saying things like this. The most dramatic reaction came from the one whose T-shirt I pulled up, then placed my palm on his naked skin. Boy, did he howl. The most difficult case was the vampire who'd somehow taught himself to be the perfect pastor. I was blessing him, and he was on the ground, but he wasn't exhibiting the normal signs of being hurt. "Praise Jesus! Yes, praise his holy name!" this obviously disingenuous vamp was spouting from his mouth. It didn't sound genuine at all, but he'