BCerney

Two dream fragments:
- Myself and a few other guys were fighting our friend Carl, who is an OL in NFL. We fought in a wrestling ring surrounded by a steel cage. Carl beat us without much effort; after the match he was talking smack with a cool, calm, and confident demeanor.
- I'm backstage at what feels like some sort of contest/competition. I see some of the other competitors and start hamming it up, doing wacky dances and pointing at everyone as I enter the room. I eventually start doing some breakdance moves in an effort to impress one of the girls who I found particularly cute. I'm spinning on the ground and eventually find that I'm sliding around on the ground as if there were absolutely no friction. I end up sliding through some doors and around a pillar, shouting "Still going!" the entire time.