Rowdy’s Dream Blog #308: I get to drink a dream martini, then I have to deal with bugs.
I am at Realtor MiMi's party. She is famous for her martinis. I talk with an old guy about his new place on Gold Dust Avenue, downtown. Some women approach and ask me to go out into the back yard and kill a black widow. Outside, in bare feet, I am swarmed by centipedes.