I don't remember enough about last night's dream to write about it with any detail, but one thing stuck. I was at a gathering at my friend's father's house, and at one point everyone kind of stopped what they were doing to hear a speech. For some reason, my friend and his wife nominated me to speak, saying I was the host. I didn't understand how I could be the host since I didn't organize the party or even live at the place it was being thrown at, but I went along with it insofar as I got on the ground and said, "It's a who-killed-the-host murder mystery!" No one was going for it, though, so I got up and started giving a real speech with generic statements about how being among family and friends is what it's all about.