I dream that my friend Michael and a crony are in Hollywood, beside the pool, dressed in red, white, and blue suits, and top hats. Michael asks me, "How is your father?" " Still the most ridiculous person I've ever met!" I reply. Michael and his crony bark with laughter at this, pleased. I have said it to please, but am shocked to hear my own words, which I do not mean at all - I have been waiting three months for a letter that will never arrive.