Dreams last night -- up to right before I woke up, I think -- included me lying on an Antarctic ice floe on a very bright and surprisingly warm day, with the ice floe helpfully including a Wikipedia entry printed out on it with Antarctic facts, including exactly how cold the water below the floe was. And with the ice floe melting.
Oh, and before that I was in my old Oakton, Va. neighborhood dealing with both a stalled Datsun in the middle of the street and a neighbor looking much like the red-headed Desperate Housewife. (Mmm, redheads.)
My mind was busy. Now can it wake up now?
P.S. Heh. I first typed "Antarctic" as "Antarctice." Ice is everywhere.