I have vivid dreams, and I generally remember them, or at least parts, the next morning. But once in a while I’ll have a dream that literally makes me start laughing in my sleep. When this happens, I’ll turn on the light and scrawl notes of what I found so amusing, then transcribe to a journal when fully awake. Here is one example from a journal entry a few years back. (Rhode Island’s Governor Lincoln Chaffee was one of our Senators at the time of the dream, and this week he passed an immense Socialist taxing plan on the hapless voters, so it seems an appropriate time to dig this one out.)

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In my dream, someone asked me for directions to Lincoln G. Chaffee School. There is a Lincoln School in Providence, I believe, and we have something like a Senator Lincoln Chaffee — the way one has the flu. I seemed to harbor resentment toward this Chaffee person (in my dream only, of course), so I responded to the man asking directions:

“I don’t know if there is a school named after him. I would, however, like to see his facial impression on a coin — the sooner the better. Or on a stamp. Or just on the front bumper of a passing truck.”

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It was just a dream. I cannot be held responsible.

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