I had a dream that Will Wright came to our house. He was showing us a development version of the Spore creature editor. It crashed about every 30 seconds but it was awesome anyway. Then I started hanging upside down from a tree that was in our kitchen because I had been demonstrating how to represent not realistic but good-enough roots to fizz. And I was reading a magazine or something, and asking people if the text looked upside-down to them or not.

Then I was wandering around campus (which didn't look anything like campus) and talking to people I sort of knew.