Jeanne, O Jeanne

Krstn had a sexy-time dream last night, but I doubt she will blog it. That's private. Anyway, we both attribute our weird dreams to the massive quantities of potatoes-and-cheese that we ate last night. I had a whole series of weird ones, but I will only mention one, that features Jeanne, a professor emeritus that I will not name fully here, to protect the innocent. Well, not that there is anything scandalous about what happened with Jeanne, in my dream. Just that we were going to co-write a book about owning your first dog. 'Nuff said.