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To: Gauguin who wrote (7659)	2/18/1998 5:40:00 PM
From: BlueCrab	Respond to of 71178

Dare I say no? And is there a wife anywhere who doesn't consider herself good?

To: Gauguin who wrote (7659)	2/20/1998 10:44:00 AM
From: Rambi	Read Replies (3) \| Respond to of 71178

I had a dream this morning. And because I feel like writing and not looking at my stocks and because I'm being taken out to lunch today and feel frivolous, and because you are a man who appreciates dreams, I'll tell you about it. My dear spouse told me to sleep in today and he got Ammo to school and when I woke up, which I really didn't, I knew I was late for school---I was entering my old high school heading for Latin class. I stopped in the hall trying to remember where the room was and the headmistress came down the hall-only it was the headmistress from the boys' old school whose name was Grace and who was a bitch. She said, "where's your hallpass?" And I said, "I'v never been late before. I didn't know I needed one." And she said "Go to the office!" So I did, and saw my best friend, Betty Stuart XXXXX, the real headcheerleader, and she said, "You're going to be late for Algebra," so I ran into the office and it was like Versailles, and I said, "Wow, things have changed," and the secretary said," Yes, we redecorated when Grace came," then she said, "You were always one of my favorite students, so I'll tell you that you're in big trouble." I realized then that I was both me now and me at 17 and for some reason the sec. knew it, but no one else did. "You know, I'm a senior and have never been late in my life. I should be rewarded, not punished." I said. And marched back to the executive offices where there was a huge mural carving thing on the wall that said, "Possunt quia posse videntur." -unonymous- (sic) I said,"That's not anonymous. It's Virgil. ANd they misspelled anonymous. This is terrible. Where's Grace!" And I stomped back to this incredible office where a bunch of teachers were gathered around a conference table. "We've been waiting for you," said one. "Good, because I have some things to say, starting with that mural out there." "I TOLD you someone would notice that," some woman hissed to the person next to her. "And it's Virgil, anyway," I yelled indignantly. "Mrs Weaver would have known that." (Mrs. Weaver was my Latin teacher and the best teacher I ever, ever had) "She's still teaching, but she's over 80 and a little senile," said the woman. THen I went into this diatribe about the state of modern education but it was all tied up in how they should let seniors be late without needing a hall pass. Then everyone stood up. Grace walked in with a gallon of ice cream and said, "Sometimes we decide to reward instead of punish transgressors." And everyone cheered, "Yay-it's an ice cream day," and then I woke up.