The CEO had the craziest dream this morning just before I woke up, and I immediately described it to the CFO. She thinks I should share:

In the dream, me, The Chief Photographer, and Bill Murray (though it might have actually been Dr. Peter Venkman — it was unclear) were driving around Spain in a red Chevy Suburban. We all were wearing powdered wigs and otherwise dressed as if we were living in the colonial period. We were doing random errands; for instance, I think we stopped at a Spanish convenience store and got slurpees.

Not much else happened that I can remember. Please don’t read too much into this.