The Economic Recovery Program
Last night I spent at least half the night involved in some sort of re-structuring of the world economy. It really didn't make a lot of sense, and so I didn't really bother trying to remember any of the details. All I remember now was the last part, where everything had been accomplished. I went next door to see my neighbors from my childhood, and their house had been turned into this big giant mall. I greeted them as they walked by, but apparently they didn't have time to talk, so I went and looked at all the shops while I was waiting. My mother wandered by, and I asked her if her house had been turned into a mall too. She said that everybody's house had been turned into a mall or shopping center as part of the economic recovery program. The great part, she said, was that she got to pick what shops went in her mall, so she picked shops that sold stuff she would normally buy anyway, so now she got a big discount whenever she bought anything. And as an added bonus, she was really saving gas since she didn't have to leave her house.