Friday, December 9, 2011

Quick-draw Friday

All the strange meetings we have in our dreams . . .  Last week one of my students said she met me on the street and we decided to go to Sbarro for lunch.  I'd never choose Sbarro for lunch.  And last night I went to visit my brother.  He was attending a small liberal arts college where the lack of structure turned into something nefarious, but I couldn't figure out what.  Then I was visiting Montana with a friend, but I accidentally drove off without her and ended up at that mountain from Close Encounters.  Where will I end up tonight?

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