So last night I had this dream that I was at a party. It was a party with alcoholic beverages. I don’t drink in real life, but apparently in the dream world I like dark beers, because that’s what I was having. I only had a couple, I think.

When Kelly and I left the dream party, I woke up. And when I tried to walk to the kitchen, I felt woozy. Apparently I don’t hold my dream liquor very well.