It's funny, I was also involved at the women's center at my college (and right now I'm remembering fondly the little house that we worked in), but I can't remember the specific day-ness of IWD. Just talks and roundtables and other kinds of events for the month of March.

The pear dream went something like a surrealist type film -- cue Scott Thompson cutting into and then lustily eating a juicy pear. Then cut to someone else sitting up in bed with a gasp. "What's the matter?" the other person in the bed says. "I had the pear dream again." The two actors gasping at the dream and asking the question varied each time they did the sketch, and I think the conversation usually ended with things like "I fear we are doomed." Heeee!