Who’s dreaming who

Which reminds me: Last night I dreamed that one of my exes appeared to me in a policeman’s uniform — double-breasted jacket with shiny brass buttons, like in a 1930’s movie — while I was talking to Howard Dean. My ex said, “Well, that wasn’t so hard, I think that went well” (meaning, talking to me again) and I was ignoring him and pushing him aside, thinking, “Why is he here? I really want to talk to Howard Dean!”

Jules Shear and Rosanne Cash: