There was also hiking on a near-vertical path on a forested hill. Climbing and hanging on for dear life to tree trunks were involved. And no, *I* couldn't float then, even though it would've been convenient.
So, yeah, odd dreams last night.
In totally Not-Work-Safe comic strip news (in other words, don't click on this, Mom and Dad), Sven gets into trouble. I was going to say "Sven's dick gets him into trouble," but one must take responsibility for one's dick, mustn't one. (This is some of the most strangely civilized cheating I've ever seen.)