I had this horrible dream last night…… I was shipwrecked at Cafe del Sol….. waited three hours for my latte. Doug Thompson was sitting next to me and had on this stupid nautical cap…….. he kept hugging up on John DeRemer & calling him “my little buddy”… it was very disturbing. Kellie was running around with a bouffant & sunglasses claiming to be a movie star ……and not getting my coffee……while Ellen & Barb rolled around on the floor pulling each other’s pigtails shrieking for dear life; “I want to be Mary Ann!” All the sudden, Sally, the “Diva of Décolletage”, grabs a microphone and begins belting out “So this is the tale of our castaways, they’re here for a long, long time, they’ll have to make the best of things, it’s an uphill climb…..” with damn Frank in the background incessantly chanting “Just sit right back and you’ll hear a tale, a tale of a fateful trip, we’ll do our very best while you wait upon the drip…” I dunno, maybe I need to increase my meds……

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