So I've been having some of those walking-around-naked-but-no-one-notices dreams. Last night I was all over the place naked - taking a tour of a local director's new production offices, in the bank, shopping. I felt a bit uncomfortable that I was nude, but, hey, no one seemed to be paying any attention. Then I walked past Alan Alda leaning up against a wall, perusing a magazine. As I passed him, he said, in that deadpan Hawkeye voice, "You know Gretchen, a little mystery is much more enticing."

Don't ask; I have no idea.