Even in dreams, I cannot hide

Last night, I dreamt I was playing online poker with Wil Wheaton. Which is interesting, because I don't know how to play poker. And, then, for some reason, I dreamt about paucity. Yes, that's right, I dreamt about a word. My life has reached a level of lameness heretofore thought unreachable. Let's just remember the good times, like a few weeks ago when I had that awesome sex dream about Matt Damon, okay?