Why I don't remember my dreams

[petardier]

It started out well. I was a member of some kind of Men In Black organization, and I was scheduled for a flight on a top secret spaceship. The purpose wasn't clear, but there might have been aliens involved. Alas, a staticy cell phone call from my boss caused me to show up late, and worse yet, I lost my ID and wasn't allowed into the base.

I did see two aliens briefly. Alas, they bore a considerable resemblance to the martians in the recent execrable SYFY Princess of Mars movie. My subconscious couldn't do better than that?