David Chanh and the parking lot revolt

There was going to be a revolution, or a car show, I'm not sure which. 

I was there at the beginning, from the first inklings of dissatisfaction with the regime, and so was David Chanh, a Honda co-worker of mine IRL. We were in the early stages of organizing, which entailed putting up our thoughts and plans on a giant board, like FBI profilers do when trying to crack a case. We were displaying pictures of our assets, which mainly consisted of cars, along with a brief description of their capabilities, such as engine size, horsepower, etc. 

All of the participants had a space on the big board, along with some kind of booth in a large parking lot, which was going to become ground zero in the contest for for power that was to come. All that was needed was some kind of announcement from us as to our intent to commence the conflagration. But it could have gone either way, a car show or an outright rebellion. 

So, that's about it. I woke up to the knocking sound of guinea hen feet on my roof and I thought that it might be someone at the door, but that was all it was. Now I'm awake and I've lost all sense of the details of the dream. Thanks a lot!