I had a dream that Heather was getting married in the backyard and they hired Def Leppard to come play for it. Afterwards, while they packed up, I sat in the kitchen, thinking. And then I said "I've realized that the 80s was all about glam stuff", and something about how hopefully people are not worrying about glam stuff so much anymore, because it's the opposite of solving actual problems.

Later I was, uh, at a place vaguely in the country. Maybe Sun Prairie. The sun had gone down and I was looking a the moon and OH, THERE'S A SECOND MOON WHAT THE HECK. And maybe a third, and a bright thing. One of them was visibly moving relative to the others. I took some pictures with my camera that seemed to turn out okay. Then I went to a place where you could rent a vacuum cleaner and there were people around me doing work in order to copy the pictures onto my laptop and upload them to facebook or whatever, but the people around me wanted me to not do that. So I was going to have to be sneaky.

Also there was this deep pit with water at the bottom and a narrow board across the top that we were supposed to be walking across as part of some ceremony or something. Sometimes you'd slip and fall, but you'd be okay because the water at the bottom. Becky was ahead of me and slipped and fell, and was swearing on the way down, and trying to get some kind of mini-parachute deployed to slow her fall. She hit the water head first and then was floating face-down. I was like "uhm should we help her out I think she's having trouble". I was worried about falling in because I didn't want my camera to get wet.