Oh, Barry!

I had a somewhat, *ahem*, romantical dream about Barack Obama last night. Unfortunately, one minute Barry and I were alone, about to make some real progress on the important and pressing issue of nudity in my bedroom, and the next minute three other people appeared and were all up in our business about what we were doing. Thus, he never got to use his signing pen, if you catch my drift.

And then I woke up! I really need to work harder at learning to lucid dream.