The other night I dreamed that I was at the JMM and on part of a team that was going to go to the bottom of the ocean (40,000 leagues under the sea, to be precise), in another dimension. I really hate water, so I was nervous. Also I thought there was good reason to think we'd just die when we got there. Someone else showed up and wanted to be part of the team and so I gratefully bowed out. Everyone thought it would be a good idea for me to monitor the radio communications. No one could tell me why they thought there would *be* radio communications between dimensions. Or, for that matter, what the plan was for getting back. So I was pretty sure I wouldn't see any of them again. Moreover, the radio communications weren't working so well in the conference center either---it didn't help that the receivers were translucent plastic cups. I could barely hear anyone in them.

(You asked for suggestions and suggested weird dreams...)

--sm.