It was cold and windy last night and I dreamt all night about having an affair with Gary Johnson (!) who used to be governor for the state and who is now some sad-sack presidential hopeful with no chance in hell. In the dream, he managed a pharmacy where I worked and his wife (young, beautiful) would come in with their five or six children and ask me to do things like make her up a gallon of a solution that had one teaspoon per liter of sugar in it. (The sugar had bugs in it, so I decided to fake it.) I was sure she knew I was sleeping with her husband.
Breakfast this morning?
A banana and coffee. That is one sorry looking banana, no? He spent a couple of days in the fridge.
That was followed up half an hour later by--
Posole and another cup of coffee. I made vegetarian posole yesterday!
Benadryl, only half. The wind kicked up some wicked allergens last night and I've been sneezing all morning.
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