I dreamed last night that Kate was running for office. I believe she was vying for the position of U.S. Senator for the good old state of Utah. I was quite proud of her in my dream. In fact, I took her to a print shop to get a banner to attach to the side of our truck so we could campaign for her every time we took a ride into town. We don't really own a truck, but neither is Kate even half the age required for one to become a U.S. Senator, so let's just agree to temporarily suspend our disbelief.
So, back to the print shop. When we went to pick up the banner, I was horrified to discover they had printed "Kate: A politician for are generation!"
NOOOOOOOO!!! How could anyone make such a mistake?? "Our" and "are" are not even homophones!
I was dismayed, to say the least. Then I looked about the shop and noticed other signs and banners. In my dream I was horrified by them all, but the one I still remembered after I woke was, "Flip Flops: it's what we where."
So disturbing . . .