Last night I dreamed I was at JPL, chasing after one of the scientists I knew to get information, and he was dressed up like a Klingon, with forehead ridges and everything. And he wasn't the only costumed Klingon - several were around me. In my dream JPL, this, apparently, was not an unusual occurance.
I love the geeky side of me, but this? There has got to be an antidote for this much nerdiness...