Last night's strange half-dreams were par for the course. There was one about being part of some international society for dealing with illness among those presenting papers at conferences. It was very self-referential and only tangentially tied in to the fact that I was actually lying in bed with a cold.
And then there was the one in which someone was warning me not to step out of line, because first they send a policeman after you, and then they send a bunch of police, and then they bring in the police helicopter, and if that doesn't work, they bring in the ninja helicopter.