I had a dream we were going to crash the orange turd's local campaign fundraiser. For nefarious reasons? I don't know. I was practicing spitting. But I ended up asking a woman at an elevator how we could get in. She confessed she spent her life savings on the tickets to the fundraiser, and I actually comforted her she lost all her money! I'm just so ME even in my stupid dreams. Ugh. (don't think we got in)