Crazy dream

Last night I dreamed that Andrew Denton was trying to get me to buy his t-shirt, one with his face on it.

I asked if he was selling it for the money, or the sheer vanity of seeing his face on other people's chests.

He didn't answer. *

* Bizarre dreams like this are great to tell to people, because any kind of psychoanalysis anyone might try to perform on it will likely come up with either wild inaccuracies, or mild amusements.