I am an odd sleeper. I do most of my dreaming almost immediately after falling asleep, something that I understand is odd. The consequence of this is I almost never remember my dreams.
Tonight, about 20 minutes after falling asleep, I was awakened by my cell phone. It turned out to be a wrong number.
But the one consolation was that it interrupted a rather nice dream, meaning I get to remember it.
For some reason, Michelle Malkin was hosting a bunch of us bloggers for a weekend. Several of us were talking into the wee hours around her home, and she was dressed just like she was in this Vent…