last week in the middle of a strong fever, I dreampt i was standing in the Hinsdale Oasis, having a gyro. No, you dont need to guess which day it was. Anyway, I was accosted by a woman with a thick nawleans accent who said “Right where you parked out there, there was a couple of the prettiest deer you ever saw”

I explained to her that i often had deer running through my yard in the morning and evening. She said, in her delightful drawl, “Really? I just have crabs” just at one of those moments when the room gets quiet and everyone is listening. She turned bright red and looked around, confirming that everyone had heard her and was sniggering at her. “Wail, at least they’s softies” and she strode out to her car.

I should get some more sleep.