So last night was pretty awesome as far as dreams are concerned. I dreamt that I was having an acrobatic swordfight with a samurai demon in a cabin out in the woods, and while he was hard to kill, I was far outclassing him in skill.
Then, to round the evening out, I had “the right kind of dream” about Alyson Hannigan. I’d like to thank “How I Met Your Mother” for helping me see her as an adult and not just Willow from Buffy. Really, thank you. I apologize to Kelli for my somnadultery (nice huh?).