Like peanut butter and chocolate or The Captain and Tennille, occasionally there comes along a combination that seems so natural, you wonder why no one had thought of it before. This is not quite one of those instances, but a dream I had last night did offer an inventive combination of two of my interests.
I dreamed I was curling, but instead of delivering the usual granite stones, I was throwing wood type. (I imagine throwing wood type down a sheet of ice is easier than running a granite stone through the press.) From what I recall of the dream, I was playing pretty well, too. Maybe we're looking at a new Olympic sport for 2014?
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