I'm in a supermarket stocking shelves and come up with a way to make people buy more things by posting signs with handwritten messages with arrows pointing to products with the words, "Good Deal!" People are tossing everything that's a good deal into their shopping carts. I run into my Dad and we shop together for some bread and fresh basil. I can finally make that eggplant dish properly.
I jaywalk across a highway and see my brothers and friends from Taiwan. They say they just went to a Taiwanese restaurant called 七七味先, and they offered me some mushroom dessert cakes from a box.
I'm in bed and wake up to see police outside the window. They are saying, "This is a 49, pedophile on the loose." I realize I am in my old boss's home. I wake him and tell him to go check on his young daughter. I lie in bed for a while longer, watching the police slowly chase the short, middle-aged, limping pedophile around the backyard. Finally I go outside to talk to the police, although I really don't want to because I don't want the pedophile to see me and think I'm a kid and become obsessed with me.
The chief of police is very pleasant during our conversation. He thinks I am my old boss's wife and says that he must give us an extravagant wedding present, along with a cake that goes "Moo."
Friday, October 30, 2009
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