One of the things we chatted about was dreams. I rarely remember my dreams, and I never dream about friends. But in the last two weeks I've dreamt about
I think the most amusing dream was the one with Guttermonkey. He ended up hiding from his mentor behind our kitchen counter. The mentor was an old asian man who looked a bit like Keye Luke. I still remember trying to steer the guy, away from the kitchen, while Guttermonkey kept popping up to peek over the top of the counter.