The other evening, I had this wonderful dream. I was at a party in Arcata with thousands of people all waiting in line. I went by myself, and found my friends shortly, but didn't feel like that's where I really wanted to do. So I kept mobbing through the party, and I was standing on the top of some stairs looking into the crowd, feeling somewhat overwhelmed. A stalky man about my heighth came and stood by me. He looked at me, and I looked at him, us both realizing we knew eachother some how. The man gave me a thumbs up, and I looked at the mans face to see that it was the one and only Gerber Mack. He had a scar running down the side of his face, but looked no different for the wear. He smiled at me and gave me a huge hug, and a kiss on the cheek. Then he grabbed my hand and led me through the party. I woke up from this dream hopeful and a little meloncholy, and I wanted to share it.