Ned? Needlenose Ned?

Happy Groundhog Day.
Thanks to the DJs on the radio interviewing Jeff Probst this morning, my dream was very Survivor-filled.

I was at a BBQ, or some sort of backyard party. Suddenly these two short chicks and I had to fly to Mexico to rescue someone. We were running through this huge mall that had very low ceilings. Finally we decided to use our heelies (shoes with the roller skate wheels in the heel) so we could go faster. We heard that someone got sent to Exile Island, so we had to hurry even faster to find and rescue this chick before she did, too. We stopped in a little store; one of the short chicks went in to ask the employees if they had any information. On the counter was a little darling doll that winked and said pickup lines in English with a Mexican accent. I really wanted to buy it for The Honeyman but there wasn't enough time. For some reason we gave up looking for the girl (to Exile Island you go!) and instead I realized one of these short girls was a celebrity and everyone was following us around the mall. We had to run up some secret stairways that had very low ceilings and were only wide enough for one person to get through. We up to this huge room that had a large waterfall splashing into a pool on one side. Sarah and Tashina were there, hanging out at this little bar and talking to the old guy acting as bartender. There were really low ceilings everywhere except near the gorgeous pool and waterfall. All the lights were really dim, everything was pretty dark.
We stood there talking to the old bartender for a minute when I realized I had to get out of there (my life was at stake for some reason?) so I grabbed the map (?!?) and started to run out the door when Tashina yelled, "No, it's a drawing of you!" I glanced down and noticed a sketch of a sharp cheekboned brunette. Not much of a resemblance, but I liked it. I skated (with my Heelies) down a dark narrow hallway, looking all around for any signs of the girl I was supposed to rescue. I stopped back in that little store with the talking doll. Instead of pickup lines it started to say everyone would be split into four tribes.

Thats when I woke up to Jeff Probst talking.