I had a strange dream last night.

I was resting on a bed in a dormitory style building. The door was open. Suddenly, I see Mick streak by naked. I yell, "I see you running by naked!" (I guess I want him to be embarrassed or something.)

Then, he stops to talk to me in the doorway and he's not embarrassed. Amazingly, or not so amazingly, neither am I and we both seem to forget he's naked. I mention to him that I spoke with Johny recently.

Mick is visibly upset and says, "You know, he took me off his Friendster list."

"Johny can be that way," I say.

Pause.

"I've been talking to Shelley, you know."

Then the dream gets fuzzy.