During my dream this past Saturday night, Groucho Marx told me that no-one in my generation had produced anything of any real worth. I checked with several other people in the dream as to whether he was kidding or not, but ultimately concluded that he was right.
Last night I dreamt I was at the Museum of Modern Art and there was an exhibit on the top floor that I wanted to see, but to get there, I had to go through an exhibit about the Holocaust which included exact reproductions of the train cars, sorting areas and shower rooms. I kept looking for another way to the top floor but couldn't find one and didn't have the heart to ask the staff members "do I have to see the Holocaust?"
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Okay, really--what are you eating before you go to bed???
Something kosher, it would seem.
"Something kosher, it would seem."
Or, maybe not, and this is your punishment.
I was going to ask what you were smoking before you went to bed. The "word verification" I need to enter to post this is "derstat" which sounds very German to me. Don't know if it means anything in German, but your whole dream is beginning to freak me out nonetheless.
Katie
LOL!
Dude, the Holocaust car at MOMA is the best part! And you let your membership lapse? Yeesh.
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