Weird

I rarely ever have memorable dreams of any sort, but last night I experienced one of the most realistic, vivid, and memorable dreams I've ever had. It went something like this:

Tori and I are participating as members of the US delegation to a United Nations conference being held in Salt Lake City.  All of the member nations are participating in a game of duck, duck, gray duck at Liberty Park.  The Mexican delegation is found to have been cheating, and a debate ensues about how to proceed as I have refused to participate further unless the cheaters are removed.  During the heated discussion, a gunshot is heard and panic ensues.  The sound is soon determined to have been a UTA bus backfiring nearby, then a rumor spreads that the sound was that of a plane crashing in Izmir, Turkey.  The Shah of Iran was on board the flight and his apparent assassination leads to widespread chaos in the crowd as delegations from the various nations, believing that the event is the beginning of a new world war, rush toward the airport (on foot?) to return home to control the unfolding international crisis.  In the panic, a number of world leaders are trampled to death and the situation escalates.  

Meanwhile, lost somewhere in the crowd, Tori begins having contractions again.  We meet up and are somehow able to hire a gypsy cab to take us to her OBGYN’s office in Ogden.  Her doctor (our downstairs neighbor?) quickly does an ultrasound and determines that she must have been pregnant with twins and the second child was accidentally not delivered a week ago when Wesley was born!  As my wife is prepped for surgery, I realize that I am late for work.  Having used all of my remaining vacation time the week before, I leave Tori at the hospital and ride on horseback to my job on the set of a movie based on a non-existent John Steinbeck novel.  

We’re shooting a scene where I, the villain, and my accomplice are locked inside of a mansion in which a bomb has been hidden.  We hide under a bed (to prevent injury from the bomb) and jump out the windows just after the blast, hoping that the authorities will believe that we died in the explosion.  We hide in a ditch and are quickly captured.  I am taken to a (nearby?) castle and am put in the dungeon.  I plan an escape down a tunnel that is located in my cell and emerge in a grocery store.  

Tori calls me on my cell phone and tells me to bring her some hummus and crackers at the hospital.  I arrive at the hospital and learn than the mystery twin baby was really just a bad case of indigestion.  A nurse comes into the hospital room, and turns out to be one of the guards from the castle dungeon from which I had just escaped.  I run and am chased through the corridors of the hospital.  I burst through the doors of a restricted area and an alarm begins to sound.  I become disoriented and soon wake up to the sound of my alarm clock.