I dreamed I was spock. Dr. McCoy was holding up an alien book (we were in a generic alien brown cave) which I was using my tricorder to photograph, page by painfully slow page. I was incredibly irritated that no one realized that it would take me only a few seconds to set up the tricorder to capture the entire cavern in three dimensions and in better detail in less time, but chose to seethe silently. later on, possibly on the Enterprise, rowan and stephen price, dressed in funny robes, were looking for something. I don't know what.

today I dreamed joe was wearing a ridiculous hat.