Met Steve Jobs in dream

I dreamed I met Steve Jobs. I shook his hand — but he had had his right hand replaced by a small foot with small curly toes.

Though surprised, I shook it, and said, “Wow, how innovative!”

“Thanks, Brent,” he said, and smiled, graciously.

(Then something something, I forget, airplanes or alligators or something.)

08 May 2008

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