Last night I dreamed that I was helping Meg and Jack White search for mermaids. We had maps and reference books spread out all over fish drying racks, and we were beside a lake. Jack really wanted to take the boat out and go looking right away, but Meg and I convinced him that he needed to read the encyclopedia entry on “Mermaids” before he could go. And he needed a lifejacket, but no one pointed that out.
It’s nice to know that, even in my dreams, I can conduct a proper reference interview.
that’s hysterical!
That is so funny! I recently had a dream that I was hiking with Puffy – er, Diddy? – at any rate, I called him Sean in my dream – and we were in the woods walking around, and he got a blister, and I helped him with some Neosporin.