The delightfully awful movie Eurotrip was on last night, and this time I succeeded in getting Alane out of bed to come see the Bratislava scene. It still makes me laugh -- and it made me have a strange dream about Castle 1526 as I slept... In the dream workers came with me to the apartment and did analysis on peeling paint and plaster scraped from the ceiling. The worker informed me that in the scrapings he had detected the fecal material of "turpentine ants" and that such ants would do great damage to any wooden furniture in the room. I told him not to worry because there wasn't much wood contained in any of that furniture.

Well, except for that teeter-totter board they keep balanced under the couch cushions... But I didn't remember that until I woke up.