Actual dream imagery from last night -- which included someone snuggling an impossible foot-long bee, me about to get shot by Captain Barbossa, and Tom Green pulling a stunt on a bike one full story high -- was a woman (Lucy Liu, I think) serving me up a plate of gnats. Which could be eaten. Which were still flying, though very close to the plate. And which had caffeine.
Considering I recently dreamed of a refrigerated kitten, and that I've dreamt like this all my life, maybe I shouldn't be surprised...