I had interesting dreams this morning that I forgot all but two parts of:
Scott had brought this gadget or curiosity from an online store. It may have been partly alive, and it resembled a tiny translucent jellyfish skin. You placed it on top of a small object you value and “activate” it by leaving it alone. The membrane grew in size over it making a second thin skin — in this case it was over a small box or bowl. Then if someone tries to touch the object, the skin would convulse and roil outwards, growing in size several times rippling from that point of contact, and in the process making a squeak noise like clean Tupperware. Then it would settle back down. It was a little alarm system. The skin was rubbery and multilayered, and contact pressed those layers together, closing some circuit. It looked alive and fully organic and beautiful, but I think it was like Silly Putty: a chemical trick.
The second thing I remember, as part of my PAX duties, I was preparing to sing with Usher and a very old still-alive Dean Martin.
