Freddy Fender has died. Liked some of the stuff he did.

Had a dream last night that involved my neighbors across the street. I was standing in line at the IRS. Had to explain some of the things I had deducted on my taxes and was hoping my bluff was working. As I stood there, one of my neighbors asked me what I was doing there and I told her. She said she was there for the same reason. While we were talking the office turned into my living room and we continued the conversation as though nothing had changed. We began talking about cats and then the conversation ended. That's I remember about that strange dream.