Everyone's a Comedian.

Last night I spent far too much of my dreaming time trying, and utterly failing, to tell a joke I'd made up. I would get it all set in my head and then look for opportunities to tell it, and then hesitate -- how did that go again? -- and miss my chance. Finally I cornered my mom and said, "What do you call a... uh... um, hang on...."

I never did make it all the way to the punch line, which was "A Göring boring Alice." I didn't even realize until I woke up that it's a riff on a family inside joke, so even if it were funny it would only work for a limited audience. But thanks to the tenacity of my brain in clinging to the punch line, I am now able to record this incident for posterity.