Another Embarassing Revelation

What the hell, I'm on a roll...

Last night, I dreamt that I was on an outing to Las Vegas with a group of Little People. Midgets. I was thinking, I'm 5'8", I really don't belong with these people. On the other hand they're perfectly nice folk and it IS an excuse to go to Vegas. And apparently 5'8" was right on the cutoff point for midgets, no matter how tall I looked in comparison to everyone else.

Thinking about it just now, it occurs to me that this relates to a long-running argument I'm having with Mrs. K. about my earning potential.

All right, I promise to spend the rest of the day OUTSIDE my head.