cimorene

Last night I dreamed my wife and I were on a commuter train back to the city except it was one of those little amusement park trains such as on roller coasters, that have open-topped cars (but it still had like a hundred people on it), and on the way it went by an open-sided arcade space where Chris Evans was eagerly playing skeeball.

("I bet he's good at skeeball," says

waxjism.)

It looked like so much fun that she insisted on getting off the train to play and I lost track of her and then we both had to walk back into town.