I slept well. I had a most peculiar dream that seemed to take place over many locales in my past 78 years. I remember little about it now but these things: I was imvolved in a production of Babes in Toyland that adhered closely to the original 1903 libretto, there was a lot of controversy over the content and its suitability for contemporary chldren, and a good friend invited me to dinner, where it seems, the controversy was going to be addressed. The good friend in the dream looked very familiar, but her name - Cameron Chesterfield - is nothing I recognize.