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Lately I've been having really vivid dreams. A couple of weeks ago I had a dream about spats that made such an impression that last night while watching a program on comedy on PBS which featured an old clip of a guy dancing and wearing spats, my eyes bugged out. I don't know why, especially since it wasn't a bad dream about spats, it was just vivid. Also, I should really go back and fix that second sentence, but, meh, who can be bothered?

Last night I dreamt it was late February and when I walked out to our front yard I noticed our tulips had bloomed. And then I noticed other flowers had bloomed. And our three trees had blossomed. I was extremely happy that it was finally spring (although a bit concerned by how early it was happening). Then I woke up and lo and behold it was ridiculously cold out and everything was still covered in snow. To make myself feel better I went to the grocery store after playgroup and bought some out-of-season and shipped-from-who-knows-where watermelon. It tastes like summer. I'm feeling environmentally irresponsible but very happy.