lastnite: a dream journal

Lake Tween

Mari and I were on a road trip. She wanted to go to a lake. We ate lunch in a small town at a diner we had patronized previously. We had tried to go to the lake before too, but we didn't get past the diner. On the second visit, we at and the manager came out and chatted. We were only ones there. "I wish you had been here last night. I could have used you." He had gamblers in that had spent $30 on craps, but he wanted Mari to play Lady Luck and "make everyone real comfortable." We got back in the car and passed a big lobster sign. Then we were swimming in the lake -- it could have been Lake 'Tween, another nearby lake -- and we talked about how Karrie had a cousin named Patrick "Patty" Hearst who was a race car driver.