Had insane, labyrinth-like dreams and I remember a LOT. Involved several of you. For some reason, I was invited to be a "bridesdude," aka best man but for the bride. And I ended up shepherding a bunch of drunk women like some beleaguered dad around Nashville. At one point...

I realized I was overdrawn after paying for everyone's dinner & I panicked because I was supposed to have a lot more money in the bank. So I accidentally reversed my car through the front window of a country & western clothing store at about 1 a.m.

Then I drove off. Cops chased me & this crew of hysterically laughing drunk women. Someone kept throwing bras out the sunroof.
Apparently everything worked out cuz next thing I know we're having the wedding & I'm wearing a tux with shorts to separate me from the groomsmen.

The tuxedo with short pants almost made it a nightmare.
But I woke up kinda laughing about it and wondering wtf is wrong with me.

Holy shit my ridiculous dream is a pitch for a gonzo comedy. Might write a treatment and delete this thread. But probably not.