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Had a dream last night. (Last dream I had was back in Sept. '79 and in the dream I was in a room full of gold bars. "What does it mean doc?" I asked my shrink, the extraordinary Dr. Kronkite "You trade stocks and commodities boobeleh" he said "Buy gold you idiot!" So I bot a few gold contracts. Worked out pretty good. So I'm a firm believer in dreams.) Anyway, in my dream last night I walk out to the pool and there's a lotta people, kids, dogs. I don't recognize anyone. But I walk around, listen a bit. "Hey, you're Adelle!" I say with conviction. Yup, it's Adelle. "And you must be Small Fry, and you gotta be Burgis. And Lane! And that fellow over there scoping out the racing form has to be Doug Robinson." Heads nod. I looked at another group and pointing left to right said "Options Jerry, Nokomis, Kha Vu, Kendall and Susan G., all talking with Jenna. Suddenly there was a big splash. Some idiot did a belly-flop and soaked everyone. He jumped out of the pool, stuffed three hot-dogs, a cheeseburger and a handful of coleslaw in his mouth and belly-flopped in the pool, soaking everyone again and ruining the food. "He's trying to spoil the party" Jenna said, "We never invite him, but he always seems to show up." "Who is he? What is he?" "ANTHONY PACIFIC!!!" they all shouted. Yup, it haddabe Anthony, still the little kid who got nasty whenever he couldn't have his way. Yeah, I'm a firm believer in dreams. (Lee) |
