I had a dream. In it my friend Tony was eaten by a grizzly bear. We were on some sort of outing in the mountains and Tony dove into the river like a Mexican sea otter. Just as he went under the water, a fucking huge grizzly bear stood up from the river and in one giant gulp, ate him.
Tony's wife and son were there as was my wife and all we could say was 'Wow, I diddn't know there were any grizzly bears left in California."
I don't have a picture of Tony handy but here's one of Edward James Olmos. It's the best i could do on short notice.
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