Hmmm... Interesting...

Last night I had a dream that dad was teaching a class and he had all these household items (cans, jugs, boxes, etc) stuck to the chalkboard with magnets to show some kind of graph. In the dream I distinctly remember being so impressed with how innovative he was in order to make his students understand economic principles. I was there with the kids, that part is s bit hazy but I do recall that as the dream progressed dad somehow morphed into Luke and Luke was teaching some kind of class out of a giant trailer (hey, I've hard art classes in trailer type things at BYU) and all these punk kids were asking Luke if I was his woman. LOL! It was pretty funny.