Himself, who is a never-ending source of joy and delight, mentioned off-handedly as we parted this evening, I to a meeting, (ho-hum! back to real life,) and he to a rehearsal, "Gotta be careful what I eat tonight, last night I had strange potato dreams."
Oh, okay.
Wait a minute, WHAT!!?#?$?%?^??*??!???
He was gone before I could demand an interpretation.
Dreams about strange potatoes? strange dreams about potatoes? strange dreams from potatoes?
Life is interesting.
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