The greatest email I have ever received, from an old friend I have not talked to in ages:
Dear John,
Last night I had a dream that Eric and I went to get our
(imaginary) car washed in the middle of the woods and it turns out you
owned the car wash, and had put it in the middle of the woods to keep
out the tourists, because no one with any sense would want to go see
woodland beauty that had a carwash in it. There was an odd logic to it
that makes sense on planet birdbrain where I live. Anyway the carwash
was a remarkably effective deterrent because behind it, there was a
beautiful waterfall that no one ever saw before. You had to know the
secret of the carwash. Anyway, you went back to waxing cars and said
with a wink and a nod, "have fun you two." Kind of like in a ZZ Top
video where they toss the keys to the beleaguered waitress, who then
gets a makeover and throws fries in her bosses face- except for hippies
instead of rednecks. Anyway, we found the waterfall and your girlfriend
(?) was there. She was very pretty and nice and had laid out a picnic
for me and Eric, along with candles even though it was daytime, and
some tiny wooden animals arranged on the blanket. Your pretty dream
girlfriend sure can whittle!
