I had a dream last night that I was driving around in an old beater in my old stomping grounds, San Francisco. In the back seat was my friend, Luis and George Clooney. Why Clooney? I don't know. They were talking together anyway, almost oblivious of me being there. We drove to my Grandparents' house in the Castro. It was a nice sunny day. Kristen, my wife, came out to meet me and told me something she heard on the news. Part of the billion dollar bailout was that effective immediately, all credit card debt was erased. For everyone. Immediately I thought, I should have charged up more, but soon was just happy for the windfall. Then everyone started coming out into the street to celebrate. Money sure can bring as happiness...maybe as much as the absence of it brings grief.
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