Last night's dream: I'm working at a large corporation. Not sure what we do exactly, but the place is spotless, with clean, shining hallways and neat offices. My boss is Boston Red Sox GM Theo Epstein, and he's mad that we're all having a paper clip fight in the office. Suddenly, furry, white bugs appear everywhere and we have to be decontaminated in a large room. We all break out in a big, splashy dance number set to ABC's "The Look of Love."