Sex & politics
Later an old friend (a real one, whom I have not seen or spoken to for some years) came back into town, and we wound up in my office, and she impishly wondered aloud if I was feeling adventurous. We'd had liasions (mindblowing, if you must know) years before, and she looked damned good, so I shut my door and we got right to it. Later I found out that she'd taken a few lovers since last we spoke, and that her current total was 319. I guess this was supposed to make me feel weird or something, but to be honest I didn't actually care. What was weird, was that she carried around pictures of all of them.
Dreams
So the dream I had last night started out like this: I was wanted by the authorities for being anti-establishment, or something. Apparently I had also been recorded (covertly, of course) uttering some damning and incendiary phrase that basically amounted to wishing someone would please just kill [insert current government official of your choice]. So the fuzz comes into my house, and I have a little tete-a-tete with this detective, and I talk my way out of anything incriminating; I'll take that Oscar now.