That’s right, I dreamed about the old IYCM team last night…well, sorta.  The main doctor guy looked just like Jeff, and his assistant was a guy that looked just like Tyler.  Not sure how this works…but the girl, I’m pretty sure was a cross between Paige and Jena.  Weird, right?

Ok, so.  I show up for some kind of big oral surgury of some kind and I’m walked through this big, cool-looking building until I get to “Jeff”s office.  At which time a phone rings, and “Jeff” tells me to answer it.  It’s his assistant, asking me questions about getting my approval (this was supposed to be “Jeff”s hip, new way to get “signed” documents without all the paperwork).  As I’m answering the questions his assistant walks in the room (still on the phone)–I think I’m supposed to be amazed at this new idea of phone approval…and that the guy on the phone is actually in the same room with me now.

Then I woke up, relieved that I didn’t actually need any kind of surgury.