I had a dream the other night that I was going to Pennsic. For some reason, the troll tent had turned into a hotel lobby, so I went to the front desk to check in. Then I had to go wade in the lake up to my chest so someone could give me information about a feast. I walked out, soaking wet and wanting to change. So I went to find my car so I could unload it and get settled in. But I couldn't find my car anywhere. I walked around this big parking lot (not the grassy hill parking lots at Pennsic) for what seemed like hours. At one point, I walked into this gas station, and it was raining and dripping water and gasoline all over me. I was pissed off, because it was getting late, and I wanted to change, and I hoped people weren't worrying about me. There was also this running track going around one area, and people in mundane clothes were running on it.
That reminds me, I should probably start getting ready for both Confluence and Pennsic now. I'll probably put everything off until the last minute, though. I hope Andy gets a chance to make me that yurt.