I had the weirdest dream last night. From what I can remember it had to do with me getting my grandfather's car, this big old green Oldsmobile boat. Automatic transmission, too. Except I was driving it like it was a sports car. Oh, and it was in San Mateo, CA, too, which is the proper place for said car. How odd. Then it got weirder. I was in some random place, might have been London or something, and we were at a rotary, and I was on a bus. Then it stopped and a bunch of sentient bears hijacked the bus I was on. One of them was wielding a gun, too.
There was also this woman with a weird hairdo from like the 1960s or something and we were holding each other, except she said something like, "If anyone gets the wrong impression from this you can throw them off the bus," and I said that the bears might take exception to that, and she laughed ...
so, yeah, I'm weird.
-David
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