My internal thermostat appears to be broken.  My body can't decide if it's going to be hot or cold.  And when sleeping that makes for some interesting dreams.

One I had this morning was that I was in the colonial navy on BSG.  I was the 3rd most senior of the viper pilots.  We were having a pilot's briefing on a wooded ridge above a field that had some ball diamonds on it and the cylons strolled out of the opposite tree line.

Another I had was that I was 200years in the past and exploring ohio with some american indians.  We were using some very ornate egyptian boats on the river.

Very strange.