Clear dreams last night, multiple but connected:

I was in what I thought or knew to be Washington (DC), with Judith and a busload of people, for some big event. I had my blazer and backpack and was alternately walking and riding the bus, which was crowded and happy and noisy – but our dress clothes were in closets in the back, and that got lost or locked. 

The bus got detoured around and around until we got blocked – everybody out, and Judith and I found a place for dinner – where there was a huge alumni meeting going on – something like Georgetown, or law and policy wonks. Everyone there was dressed (formal), our formal clothes were lost, but no one cared – lots of laughing and talking.

And then: we all were at a huge event – I thought it was an inauguration – There was a huge ballroom with a fabulous band playing:

“Dan McGovern and the Testy Bees” – rocking swing music, with an awesome horn section (the Bees!), trombones and trumpets, people dancing everywhere and lights glowing.  There is thunderous applause and yelling for more. The Testy Bees took a bow – a big roar – and the crowd was then outdoors in the evening/night. Dancing and stars above, people in the street smiling and laughing.