As I have related, both to the Engineer and to my pal, I had a very vivid dream last night, in which I was possessed by the spirit of Anton Chekov.
It involved attempting to convince a classroom of people, after said possession, that I had indeed *been* possessed and was not just being dramatic. Mr. Chekov got very offended at this questioning, ranted at the classroom for a while, then left me passed out on the floor.
Needless to say, the dramatic collapse did not a) convince anyone or b) make me friends.
Yes, it's true, even in my dreams, I'm a hugerageous geek.