A few nights ago, I dreamt that Derren Brown was performing in the little Texas town where I live, and I volunteered for him to hypnotize me. In the dream, he held out his hand to shake, and I took it, even while thinking, "Here comes a handshake induction." Then he yanked my arm so hard I fell flat on my face in a deep trance. He then stood me up (still in trance), led me outside, pointed me toward a busy intersection, and sent me staggering into traffic.
Weird, huh? My wife and I have various theories as to what my unconscious is telling me. :-) I think it's also the first time that I've dreamed about being in trance.
In other news, my shiny new hat, with the name of my business embroidered on the front, arrived in the mail today!
Also, I got to do a mini-demo at a scifi convention last weekend. I had only half-an-hour and five people, but luckily I had one excellent trancer in the audience. She had actually had the experience of conceiving on the very night she decided she wanted a baby and delivering in the exact hour the midwife had estimated. So sticking her hand to her head and making my business card really heavy were a cinch.