Two fabulous entries from Bucolic Front:

“can’t sleep…clowns will eat me…

can’t sleep…clowns will eat me…

can’t sleep…clowns will eat me…”

“from waitress on telephone:

me ‘hi – can i place an order for carry-out?’

her ‘okay, but you’ll have to come get it.’

me *blink* ‘okay'”

10:49 a.m.