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Weird dreams? Last night I dreamed I was at some palatial party trying to catch a long-tailed hamster. Obviously something highly symbolic going on there.
Just checked my voice mail — it included an obscene call from a very drunk yet generous student who invited me to partake of the only thing he could still find with both hands, though with one of them occupied with the phone, I do wonder.
I think he’d meant to get the editor of the student newspaper (“...an’ you can put that in your fuckin’ paper!”), which has been running editorials on the new university policy regarding keeping parents informed if their kid is picked up for drinking.
Wonder if I can trace the call and leave a message of my own. “Hello, Mr. So-and-So, this is the provost’s office. The meeting you requested is set up for this morning at 9:30. Please be sure to bring your friend Mr. Dick that you wanted the provost to meet.”
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