a parting shot before i head out of town for the weekend. i got this email from alex; the “you both” in the first sentence refers to myself and leila. here it is:
“I had a really weird dream last night in which you both had prominent roles.
I was having a barbeque here at the house when an asteroid crashed into my back yard. Upon closer investigation, i discovered that it was not an asteroid but instead the Mir space station which had somehow been shrunken to 1/100th scale and you and Sarah were the only inhabitants. Naturally, you were both also shrunken. At that time, you related to me the story of how there was a space war between Russia and the US and that you guys were top secret double agents who had infiltrated the ruskie space program. when the russians found out, they got pissed off and shrunk you and then decided to crash the Mir out of spite.
all the attendees at the barbeque were very fascinated by this whole story, except for Iffy and Brian McGinnis, who weren’t paying any attention because they were too busy gambling on how long they could stand on their heads.
at this point, the gambling thing inspired me. I realized that I could make a lot of money by hiding you in casinos in las vegas to spy on other peoples cards for me. we really kicked some ass, and then I used my winnings to buy an AMC gremlin with a really bad ass set of aluminum rims and a sound system with an 8 track tape player.
then I woke up.
Weird, eh? I never did learn who won the war…”
