I had a dream that I was at my grandfather’s funeral. Brian Bitner was there for some reason, and asked me why I was crying, as we hugged right in front of the open casket.

A customer at work had a dream that a funeral procession of only yellow taxis was keeping her from getting to work. There were bananas everywhere.

Minneapolis graffiti update:

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