I dreamed that I had to write a Hanukka arrangement for the NYC Gay Men's Chorus, and for some reason I needed to talk to Ken Mandelbaum about it. I haven't spoken to Ken in years; ir dewbsahip fell apart when I stopped speaking to Ethan Mordden. So, I needed to take a bus to Brooklyn to Ken's parents' home. I waited with David, a Jewish boy I dated between 1983 and 84. for the bus. Every bus in NYC came except for the one I needed. Somehow, though, we ended up in Brooklyn and got to Ken's parents' home. There was a walking tour of the Brooklyn neighborhood, and at some point David went from being a 25 year-old man to a child of around five (that I understand!).