Today Becky told me she dreamed that her and I were cruising around downtown Denver in two very hot pink vespas that we happened to pick up from JC Penneys.
While out, we donned our ultra high fashion black hats (the ones with netting across the front of the face so we didn't get bugs in our teeth, she supposes). We were shopping in her dream, and we needed to find storage on the vespas for all of our fashion finds.
Before waking up, Becky thought her Vespa was broken but I reminded her that the computer chip simply needed to be reseated. Sounds like work is embedded into her brain just like the MAC address on a NIC card.
Thursday, September 23, 2004
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