I had a dream last night also...only mine involved work and everyone bringing in something for someone else to eat or drink, Fear Factor-style. My boss brought carnations and she drew my name. Then she fumbled through a small pile of 8 or so carnations (cut off the stems) and said, "I want to find a nice, full one for you." And then, I nibbled on the petals. One coworker had to drink the "drippings" from a trumpet spit valve.
I don't remember much more than that.
I'm sure my dream had nothing to do with the MJ case. As a matter of fact, I don't think my dream had much to do with anything at all. It was simply too weird for words. Oh, wait...MJ is too weird for words also.
Aha! So I did have a dream about the MJ case also.
