I have been trying to work on a big upcoming movie post, but I keep getting sidetracked.
This morning's dream was a doozy:
My boss sees me showing some of my coworkers an IRS webpage.
She prints out the page, which is now like 500 pages and tells us to call the people on the list.
Xander* calls to tell me that Reeree is going to San Francisco for work and when she comes home, Nate will meet her at his house to get her on the light rail.
Nate then tells me that this San Fran thing is long term - not just a few weeks.
Then I look outside to the harbor and see brown boats with black sails racing.
I see 4 guys on horses in the water (which is up to the top of the horses' legs) and realize they were the racing officials.
*names have been changed to protect the guilty