Lacking a Novel, I Blog a Nightmare

Last night I had a very involved, annoying dream whose cast of characters included President Bush (who was getting married and seemed overly eager for gifts), my in-laws (who were going to the wedding, but were late and possibly lost), and a particularly odious ex-boyfriend (who invited himself along).

If anyone wants to turn this into either a screenplay or a novel, have your people call my people. And by "my people," I don't mean my in-laws.