Pretty clear memories

Mary was up when I woke up this morning, so I had a conversation before I sat down at the computer, usually a killer of dream recollection. But I remember distinctly that in my dream, I was selling sniper rifles. Of course, just when I was about to make a sale, Mary grabbed the pillow underneath my head and spun my head nearly all the way around (she said that she thought I was underneath said pillow suffocating).

Another hurricane, another dig into presidential candidate Vietnam records… nothing new on the news, it wouldn’t seem. And I haven’t progressed far enough in David Tracy’s book to offer much more than I’ve already said. So this morning’s entry is going to be a short one. Perhaps there’ll be more to say tomorrow.


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