Sunday, September 12th, 2004

I’m in a garden digging in the dirt. Under the sand, I find some vegetables, then some pieces of raw chicken.

Later…

I’m in a coffee shop buying a large ice coffee. The clerk puts ice in a clear plastic cup, caps it and puts a straw in it. He then putters around a bit and tells me it’s an extra dollar if I want coffee in it. Perplexed and pissed off, I take the cup and leave.

Later, I’m in a mall when I’m approached by the manager of the coffee shop. He tells me that they’re out of ice coffee. I recount the story to him and he seems surprised.