My beloved little linguine said to me today:
"OK, these two retirees go on vaction to fish and rent a boat. They spend the day on the lake and the fishing on the other side is just fantastic and they're pulling in trouts one after the other.
Dick turns to George at the end of the day and says 'mark this spot so we can come back here tomorrow!'.
Dick and George pull up to the dock and Dick says 'That was great fishing, did you remember to markk the spot?' and George tells him 'yes I did! See, I put a bix red X right here on the side of the boat'
Dick is furious and yells at George 'you idiot, how do you know we'll get the same boat tomorrow?'"
So anyway, the dream hamster visited briefly last night. It had little glasses and was holding a book to its chest. Then I dreamt I was visiting a museum with my little linguine, but I was a heavy smoker. People were looking at me strangely, so I tried to tap the ash into my hand. WELL anyway....