JRand, had a weird dream last night, so it's time to haul out the Dream-o-matic.
Dreamt that I was vacationing with friends on an island off the east coast. One of the friends was Blythe Danner, a bit younger than she is now. Anyway, she wanted to get into a kayak, so I helped her. Suddenly a hurricane like storm blew in and her kayak was found, but she wasn't for a day or two. When she was found, she was fine. She had decided to swim ashore.
Then we were on some sort of boat going past Navy ships, and there was Fred Astaire singing some sort of special song written for the commissioning of a vessel.
And then I woke up. (Only one margarita last night. Honest.)