here's a fragment of the dream i had last night.

Exploding "stock options" are hidden around the living room.  They
look like five dollar bills.  A man who reminds me of an accountant or
tv dad is helping me hunt for them.  They have to be burnt or
destroyed before they explode. I present him with a ten dollar bill I
found inside a chinese good fortune box (whatever that is).
-Is this one? I ask the tv dad.
-I don't think so, he says.
-I can't believe we're burning money! I say.
He lights the five dollar bills on fire and drops them into a trash can.