Dish is off to Connecticut for a day. In my morning viewing of Love Boat, it's an OMP convention with Pinky Tuscadero (who plays an exotic dancer, of course) wooing a one-foot-in-the-grave Peter Graves, a minister. Sin and religion! Oh, the rapture!
Last night I dreamt I was in college biology at age forty. I sat at the front and slammed my books on the desk. Class began, the lights went down and Pearl Jam appeared for their concert. How lucky is that?
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