BROTHER CAN YOU SPARE A DIME? ZZZZZZZZZZZZ

I guess with all the gas rationing, the death of my brother-in-law and the Nor’easter, my sleep has gone through some strange twists and turns.

One night last week, I had a rather interesting dream. It all took place at my diner on what I suppose was a usual Sunday morning breakfast with TLW (The Little Woman).

We entered the diner and were escorted to our usual booth. Our usual waitress came to the table and asked if we wanted coffee. We agreed and she asked if we wanted milk or half and half.

“One other thing” she said. Coffee is rationed and YOU may have it because your license plate is even, but your husband can’t, because his plate is odd!”

TLW: “OK give me decaf then.”

Me: “I can’t have coffee because it is rationed and my plate is odd!”

Waitress: “Sorry!”

“Hey Toots? Will you give me some of yours?”

“Nope.”

If the dream had lasted, I probably still would have had to pay for breakfast!