I had a dream that I was hanging out with some people at Wheeler Park. One of them was about to get a ticket for drinking in public, so he set off a “Culture Bomb”, which made everybody all over the world forget everything about culture. Including us. So we started to wander around and walk into houses, trying to figure out what they were. People inside of one of them theorized that maybe they lived there. Someone inside another one said they were awakened by something beeping that said “Go to work” on it. They asked if we knew what that meant. We did not.