Had a crazy dream last night. Had to do with being in marching band and trying to rally-up everybody because our directors had given up on us. Not really sure what the point of the dream was. If I had to guess, it would be the challenges of getting people energized to put forth effort collectively to achieve something greater than what just one person can do alone. That sounds too deep.
Drove back home to clean and pack some more.
Went over to the parent's place to do our gift exchange. We (again) had some tex-mex dishes and finger foods. The gift exchange went pretty well, except for my brother receiving the same set of Pyrex dishes twice... and he already owned the set. LOLZ. I received a heart rate monitor, a soldering station, a longhorn logo for my car, and a fancy red stapler.