...anyways....here is what happened:In my dream, me and this elderly lady....glasses, gray hair, wrinkles, varicose veins and all...were sharing a hot...l room. I think we were colleagues at a business conference. We each had our own beds, of course, but wait....anyways, she had been giving me the flirty, hungry eyes and look all day, and was checking me out in the room before we went to bed, which made me very uncomfortable. She asked me to wear some very tight short-shorts and nothing else to. " They were, for the most part, established stars in the absolute prime of their careers. Their great center fielder, Jim Edmonds, had retired the previous year, but they still had the monstrous slugger, Albert Pujols -- clearly a Hall of Famer in waiting, and Scott Rolen, the third baseman who had, in the past few seasons, fulfilled all his early promise as a potent offensive force.They had a left-hand hitting center fielder -- Edmonds' replacement -- who had been Rookie of the Year the. The disciplines and specializations are artificial boundaries; to translate a culture's writing one must understand something about the culture.I call it an art, because while many scientific approaches are used in analyzing ancient writing, at the end of the day it's human intuition, or brilliance, or sheer stubbornness that gets them decoded.On the other hand, I consider myself a scientist. Thus, I am a scientist practicing art. Of course, art itself is a word that changed meaning fairly. I loved the thought but said maybe just her sundress would be better in case she needed to cover up. I don't think she was convinced and then I wondered 'why in hell am I suggesting that she cover up her magnificent body?' Anyway, my lust and fantasies took over and I told her that, absolutely, naked was the way to go! Steph laughed and said, "I thought you would agree!" Then Steph told me to get naked too! Have you ever heard anything more glorious? So now we were both naked and knowing that.