Cheaper than going to the movies

Last night's dream featured Geisha Bourne (Bourne? What? Like in "The Bourne Identity?"), clad in lavender silk, doing slow exercises with a shiny katana and sharing pearls of wisdom like this one: "It was a strange way to question oneself, when one was at oneself."

Ooookay, brain. What the hell? You're not supposed to dream in a) English and b) bad English. What does that even mean?

Anyway, it made me think about a few questions I've had for a while. I already pestered oh, everyone I know about them, so why should the flist be spared?

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