Effed up dream from Saturday night. Dowagers, cousins. Gardening. They dig up a tibia. Not especially bothered about it. The one old lady doesn't spend a dime and borrows money from her cousin even though she has millions. The other old lady whimpers and aims to please, hoping to inherit. Gigolos in pink stuffy bedrooms. I walk in to avenge the dead guy whose name happens to be David. The old lady--whichever one--comes at me, and out of fear I shoot her. Wounded, she stumbles to get out of my way. She opens a closet door and shuts herself in. I shoot through the door.