First one:

Obviously, I've been watching too much Star Trek recently, because I dreamed that I was aboard the USS Defiant, doing...something. I remember we (I was with a bunch of other people, including Kamper and, I believe, Benjamin Sisko.) had reconfigured the ship for atmospheric flight somehow, and we were cruising above what looked like Oklahoma. I suddenly realized that everybody around me had vanished, and I was alone on the ship, so I had to fly it myself. Sadly, the dream ended there - I woke up to the dog barking.

Oddly, this is one of several "flying" dreams I've had recently...all involving machines that allow flight, instead of the more fun ones where I can simply will myself off the ground. The last one I remember was a helicopter.

Second one:

I was in a war, in what I think was Russia, though I found it strangely warm for Russia. Kamper was there again. It was World War II era-ish, and as such, we were both carrying an M1911. We were fighting Germans, I think, and we had to sabotage a bridge that a supply railroad was passing under to prevent any trains from going through. We used some kind of large, round bombs that I had to manually arm before throwing them under the bridge, which then exploded rather quietly and brought the bridge down. Kamper and I (Somewhere along the way, Kamper's dad, George, showed up.) stopped at a local CT Farm & Country store (In Russia? WTF?) to purchase an E-tool. The last thing I remember from that dream was running down a dark street with Brian, checking the clip in my sidearm and realizing it was empty.

I've no idea where the World War II thing came from - I don't play Battlefield 1942, or any war games, nor have I been watching Band of Brothers. Odd.

In unrelated news, I drank for the very first time a few weeks ago at a church service. Those darn Lutherans, putting the communion wine on the same tray as the grape juice. I'm sure the guy holding the tray saw my eyes bulge out, but I managed to get it down somewhat gracefully.

It tasted like poo.

Exit, stage left. Sparks