In this dream I was helping the Obamas pick out bathing suits. He and Michelle were looking at matching swimsuits (the pattern on his board shorts matched the pattern on her elegant one piece).
BHO was worried that his shorts "looked like hammer pants."
I said, "Well, they kind of do...but in the best way possible."
BHO wondered, "Is there a good way for my shorts to resemble hammer pants?"
Then Michelle, Barack, and I laughed and laughed and laughed.
Then I woke up.
I am considering changing the title of this blog to "Transcripts of weird dreams about the Obama family".