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Bad dreams #34564: the Apple iCar

Armand — Tue, 26 Jun 2007 08:21:11 +0000

Pah, Steve Jobs won’t leave me alone. He invaded my subconscious. Last night, I dreamt I decided, in a spur of fancy and rebellion, to buy an Apple iCar. This doesn’t exist, but in my head it looked like a hybrid between a TVR and a Dodge Viper, had a docking cradle for the MacBook Pro that came with it, and cost £12,000.

None of which seem likely for the moment that Apple does enter the car market (quick prediction: 2018), but in my head it was also a hybrid. And Pescetarian. Which seem probable.

Now I’m annoyed with myself.

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Veni, vide, vici

Armand — Thu, 24 Aug 2006 07:13:52 +0000

Last night’s dream was a doozy (I believe that’s the term).

First, I was a doctor, and I got to use such choice phrases as:

“I’m a doctor, damnit!”

Then, inexplicably, I was amongst the legions of Rome – all of whom sleep outdoors in bunks very similar to the bed I had at school. Who knew? As I pulled my imperial toga from the suiter case I had hanging in my cupboard at the end of the bed (I wasn’t a soldier, no kilts for me, only manly togas with teal trim) — I received the summons. Julius wanted to see me.

“Crap,” thought my dream-self, “now I’m in for it.”

See! I told you it was a doozy! Bet you wish you had dreams this interesting. You do? I’m crazy? Shut up!

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American dreams

Armand — Thu, 17 Aug 2006 07:18:59 +0000

Last night’s dream: I was in NYC, riding uptown on the bonnet of a yellow cab. Of course, first Arvind and I had had to stop the cab by using our ethnic Indianness – the taxi driver didn’t speak English and was inclined to take us on as a consequence. Of course, we don’t speak Hindi either so used the one phrase I had (which in my dream I thought meant something like ‘how are you doing’, but in the real world means ‘thank you’) and then somehow ended up on the bonnet flying up 5th Avenue at speed.

Which was, needless to say, weird.

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Whoa

Armand — Fri, 23 Jun 2006 07:04:45 +0000

…sorry for lack of posts. I have a cold following my time in the sun and am feeling like a sack of refuse. To top it off, I woke up from one of those dreams where you feel like you’re responsible for the end of the world and can’t shake the guilt (you have those, right?) — and couldn’t get back to sleep. So am working off about 3.5 hours sleep today.

Hopefully the vit. C overdose will kick in over the weekend and I’ll be able to catch up. For the moment, though:

I wish I was a punk rocker

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Blood-pink wine

Armand — Mon, 24 Apr 2006 07:23:23 +0000

Last night I had a vivid dream that I was on holiday, somewhere mountainous in the Mediterranean, tasting blood-pink wine at €9 a bottle from a very odd off-license.

It wasn’t half bad.

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