I remembered a lot more detail when I first woke up, dang it

I was trying to throw out two white plastic trash bags but had to go into the men’s room because the bags were so heavy I couldn’t make it farther down the hallway. I was in an arena tunnel or something along those lines. When I got into the men’s room, I walked past the urinals to the toilet and flushed the bags of trash down the toilet instead of putting them in the trash can. They fit perfectly and I watched them swirl down.

I was on a golf course with Fla.-J and he was using a carburetor as a golf club; I was cracking up.

Fla.-J and I were walking along the Riverwalk except it was more of a Tunnel of Love type of set-up. We were with both his parents and mine; it was the first time each of us was meeting the other person’s parents. Fla.-J explained to my parents that he was asking for my hand in marriage, which is why he had gotten us all together. My mom was wary based on our history; my dad didn't know what to say. Fla.-J's parents seemed a little confused, too, since they didn't know much about me.