Vividly uninteresting dreams

I had one last night... a strange and unusually clear dream. I walked into a classroom, but not a university classroom...some type of independent museum or gallery. The room was painted all cream, with a white border. On the wall directly above and to the right of the seat I'd chosen hung a single framed piece of writing...black on pristine 8x10 white paper. I have no idea what the paper said, it could have been poetry or prose. As it turns out, the single written document was the entire subject of the class. The professor, a rough-around the-edges-thinks-he's-a-cool
-hippy-like-mellow-guy-but-is-really-an-overzealous-academian, began going around the room, pointing at people and asking, "who are you". A couple people gave answers that didn't make much sense to me. He arrived at me and I replied with "I am the person no one knows". This seemed like a logical answer to the question, especially since i had only meandered in moments before. So he shrugs, and i can't remember what he said, but something he assumed to be clever (and decidedly i chose was not). Anyways, as it turns out the answer to "who are you" was supposed to reflect something about yourself while taking into account the framed document on the wall. Having only walked into the classroom, and not read the wall...i was unaware. One other girl in the class had the same problem. When she gave an answer similar to mine another girl in the class, with utter contempt and almost a snarl, said "that's not a reflection of the 60's"... and there the dream ended. So, it was an odd, unclimactic, and uninteresting dream. I wish I knew what the poetry/writing or whatever it was actually said. And why was it about the 60's? (if it really was about the 60's). I'm thinking this could be a reflection of that craving I have to get back into the classroom. Or it's just the manifestation of a very confused subconscious. (or MAYBE it was the 2 beers and peanut butter m&m's I had before bedtime?)

sidenote: I attempted a new beer last night...Weyerbacher, brewed in Easton PA...not BAD, but i probably won't buy it again. Not as good as Bells, Troegs, or Yards. The labels are kind of funny too...I bought the variety pack with IPA, ESB, Hops Infusion, and Scotch Ale. The Hops Infustion label looked like it had a giant bud on it (this of course was meant to represent the hops, but still it looked like dope). So that's my beer story for today. Coffee wise - I'm in hell today (suffering with office made maxwell house - i'm so spoiled with my green mountain coffee at home).