Last night I had a dream about John Candy. He was on a late-night infomercial promoting a set of paper cupcake liners. The cupcakes he was making looked absolutely delicious, with frosting and nuts and everything. But then he suddenly choked and/or had a heart attack and died. The show cut to an interview with Candy, where he explained that it had all been a hoax. I’m impressed by my brain’s eerie sense of foreshadowing and clever pun with “Candy” selling cupcakes.
I woke up this morning and came across The 7 Greatest Home Shopping Screw Ups of All Time.
Coincidence? Or the psychic ghost of John Candy haunting my dreams?