Odd dream. I was watching a not-so-fabulous production of "The Light Fantastic", and there was chaos everywhere. There were all these wizards running about (played by 8 to 12-year-old girls) in pandemonium, many of them squirming across the stage in enormous animal costumes. A small group of wizards was trying to shield the still-human Librarian to ensure that she wasn't turned into an orangutan. The girl was a foot shorter than everyone else. It was amusing. Then the dream shifted gears, and I was waiting in a huge line for an ice cream. There was this scary old man who kept harassing the line, trying to coerce us into buying loaves of bread he had just purchased at the grocery store across the street. Then the dream changed again, and I was (against all probability) Vimes. Carrot had dragged me to this city-wide game of Hide-and-Seek, much to my chagrin. Then I woke up. I really wish I had some idea of what in the world this meant, but I think it's just my mind being ridiculously creative while I'm asleep because I don't have as much of an outlet during the day. Bah.