Sunday, November 20, 2005

Crawford, TX

Last night I dreamt that I was at President Bush's ranch at Crawford, Texas. I was sitting in the living room with him and his Cabinet, trying to get a point across to him. I was saying, "No, no -- look, George, let me put this in terms you can understand."

I pulled out a typodont filled with really crooked teeth. Some were chipped and broken down beyond repair. Most were filled with old, dull silver amalgam fillings that had clearly fallen into disrepair.

"This," I said, "is what your poll numbers look like right now."


At 10:47 PM, Anonymous jennifer vyas said...

Okay Dave,
I wish I could dream as brilliantly as you appear to. Good stuff, man, good stuff.



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