Ramblings of a Bald Man

I just had this weird dream. I was at this restaurant that apparently had the best pizza ever. The menu was huge with all these little pictures of different kinds of pizza. For some reason I ended up sitting with this old guy I’ve never seen before and then these two old ladies were looking for a place to sit and we let them sit with us. Then all of a sudden those 3 people disappeared and I was sitting with friends of mine and my aunt Diane was our waiter. We laughed and joked about stuff and I was correcting people on their use of spanish. I haven’t actually seen my aunt Diane since 1995 I think. She’s kinda been brainwashed and doesn’t have anything to do with us anymore. We used to hang out all the time when I was little. We were best pals.