Sweet Dreams Are Made of These

You know you watch too much hockey when you have dreams about players. I can't remember who it was, or what the situation was now, but I had a dream where a goalie, maybe Kipur, maybe Broduer, maybe Boosh, was being used, by me, as some sort of odd real life bejewelled player. This particular version involved grabbing golden diamond shaped objects from in between large couch cushions. There was also something involving Boosh making saves while on the bench. (see last night's game against Calgary)

I know I had at least two hockey related dreams last night, and I can't remember the other one. There's just this vague recollection of it happening. I have a feeling it involved Joe Thornton and a field of corn.

I had the wherewithal to be amused by it at the time. Shame I can't remember it now.