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Dreamed last night of being in a toy development house. I was there as a guest, partly to see what was being done and how things worked, and also to see if I might work there. The place was like a fantasy setting. Each person's work areas were individually decorated with personal items, posters, masks, and you name it. It was like walking into a Halloween store.

I was there through an invitation of one of the producer/designers. He demonstrated a mock up of a push toy that was under development. They were having problems with giving the child easy control of the toy. When the toy was pushed using a yoke-like element, the toy was difficult to control and direct easily. I made some suggestions and at one point I began drawing diagrams or writing out descriptions of what could be done. I realized that I had drifted off into my own thought patterns and was only partially listening to the discussions. But, I felt I was onto something and kept focused on working out the equations and solutions.

The place in the dream was somewhat like LF, but more chaotic (if that's possible) and certainly more cluttered (which also seems unlikely). It was darker, more cave like and filled with each person's debris piles and work area augmentations.

The toy mock up was really crude--made out of a bunch of scooter wheels and wagon parts. It was mostly wood and weighed a lot. The product team was easy going and layed back. They didn't seem to be frenzied or hyper. They were taking their time discussing the mock up's flaws and problems, looking for solutions.

I got into my problem-solving mode and slipped right into the discussions. When I awoke, the dream slipped back into its slot, like a CD or DVD being stored away in a rack of media items.
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Dancing was fun last night. I was distracted by people sitting in our chairs. Also somewhat distracted by the new and clumsy dancers--they were cluttering the floor and making it difficult to dance freely since I had to watch out for them and make sure I didn't crash into them as the dances progressed. But aside from that annoyance, dancing was great. Always nice to dance.

About to head out for a street fair and some food. Awoke early this morning and then fell back to sleep for several hours. Finally forced myself out of bed and into motion.

Going to be another warm day--late spring weather. Let it be.