Only in Dreams

So last night I dreamed that I made a career switch to bookselling, and my area of specialization was vintage porn. (Prolly because Trekkie Monster famously noted in avenue Q that, in volatile markets, porn is the only stable investment.) Anyhow so I did this and hired Chris Pine, who was simultaneously Chris Pine and Steve Trevor from Wonder Woman 1984, fanny pack and all, to be my assistant. He quickly became known in the field as a WWI expert because, you know, he was there. And because he was Chris Pine, he was also weird, which was why he felt we should use Instacart as our online platform, and it WORKED. We made a killing even though it was all local business.

Anyway, happy Sunday!