This was kind of weird: I dreamed I found Paula Poundstone stuck in a paper tube, the kind paper towels are rolled up on. The tube was shoved into the middle of a box full of packing peanuts, and I had to pull a handful of wadded-up plastic wrapping out of the end of the tube to find her, but when I did, she popped her head right out! She took the cup of tea I offered her after pulling her arms out of the tube. We had a nice chat while we sipped our tea. When we were done, she slid back down into the paper tube and I packed her back into the box.
I don’t even want to know what that dream means.
This Is Drivel 