Warm up the Atavicron.
Go back to sleep, since this is a reassuring dream - easily derailed.
if begging does not work, I will ask if she has a grandmother
I was wondering when someone would get around to this one. Remember to down three pints of beer first. And for goodness sakes, man, the towel! the towel!
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I’m not sure what I would do, but I do know that I’d be annoyed at people getting hung up on “the size of Jupiter” phrase, when it would be obvious to me that this was just one final and totally forgiveable Bushism in trying to articulate something beyond comprehension 
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If I’m alone, get high and meditate, listen to loud jazz.
If I can be with family, get everybody high and hold hands and hug. And I will let my grandchildren pick the music. Maybe we’ll wave at the man on the roof with his jug and his smokes…
I’d start a thread on the SDMB and watch it develop into a trainwreck.
