A Frito-Fueled Dream

I had a dream I was short of cash. (Bravo, subconscious, for your wild flights of fancy.) And it turned out that lots of people owed me money (again, kudos...) and in fact had sent me various checks in the mail. And my grandma had opened all my mail and hidden the checks. Eventually I found the checks and filled out a deposit slip, and all was well until I noticed that one of the checks was made out to Juliette Lewis. It was a $100 rebate check from Levi Strauss. And for a second I considered depositing it anyway but decided no, that would be wrong. My friends made fun of me for being so honest and said Juliette would never miss it "because she made all that money on Family Ties." But I ran it over to her house (the check had her address on it...she lived near 17th and Castro in San Francisco) along with one of my scripts I thought she'd be good in. (Ever the opportunist...)

She wasn't home, by the way.

Now I believe I have a plane to catch. Good day, sir or madam.