The Worst Dream I've Had Since I Took Comps

I don't usually share such things, but last night, at some point in my dream sequence, I decided to go see a shrink, so I went to the only psychoanalyst my union allowed (in the dream). I had no idea who it was - there was mystery all about it - and when I went into the office and lay down, my therapist was.....

...John Boehner. And the doors were locked, so I couldn't leave.

There's nothing quite like waking up in terror.