Didn’t get enough sleep and passed out pretty hard around noon, close to an hour. Woke from an intense dream. Lot of weird stuff going on, but I was trying to do a followup work call in the living room when these two freaks came barging in the front door with no permission – a vampire master and his wacky minion. Very kramerish intro. They presumed they’d be welcome because they brought a lot of pizza. I actually did recognize them from somewhere and presume a prior acquaintance, but have lost that info since waking.
My husband asked me to guess what we had in the oven. I didn’t know, and he made me look. It was a living fish, with enough water to swim in. My husband is vegetarian with a pescatarian allowance, based on the principle he could bring himself to kill a fish, but not any other animal people use for meat. I wanted to ask him if this was, for him, a test of that principle, but could barely speak for some reason.
Still, he understood me, said yes, and asked me how you cut off their heads. I said you cut through the gill area starting at the bottom, and as I explained, realized I was already doing that to a fish in the living room. Oops, he meant to kill it himself! He was in the kitchen and I tried to ask from around the corner, is the fish still in the oven?
But I could still barely speak. I realized my eyes were closed and tried to ask if I was imagining the fish in front of me, but in doing so, I woke up for real, crazy winter sunlight streaming in my front window. Woof. Hey what about the pizza?
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