I'm out swimming in the ocean, just lolling about in gentle waves, with a couple of other people, one of whom is my ex-wife Misha. I'm talking as we're floating, just going on an on, making it up, a wandering vignette of social and comedic commentary, just thinking of something to add on to each last thing, for amusement. I remember talking about collective bargaining, then wandering off to some other thing, some small thing like cucumbers, and then circling back to collective bargaining. I'm not sure if anyone is amused.

Suddenly I realize that we're out there without sunscreen, so I ask my companions if they have any. Misha says she does, so we go back to the shore and she gives me some. Instead of a tube, it's in large packet, one of those commercial reclosable ziplock packets. That seems a little weird, but I read the back, and there's something about the wording that seems to imply taking it internally. So I comment on that, but anyway it looks just like sunscreen to I start smearing it on my head and arms.