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1994
I had a dream I was in the world of Blade Runner. You know how there's always the sound of those air-cars in the background? That dopplering humming whine? I dreamt I was inside the Bradbury building hearing those noises outside. Then I heard one really loud aircar-noise and thought, O jeez, someone's driving inside the building.
And then I woke up. Ron was snoring really loud. I guess that's where the aircar noises in my dream sprang from. So I closed the door to the closet that acts as a buffer between my room and ron's room. But I could still hear him snoring. Eventually I was able to get back to sleep.
Then I had this dream where I was working as a writer for some nerdy magazine that was trying to get in on the WIRED market, concentrating on happenings in the software world. And I was trying to come up with a catchy headline for this article about some programmer. I had thought of doing an anagram, but I was obviously going to need phrases better than "Spain" and "I snap". I wanted a couple of phrases that would describe this programmer guy or what he was doing. I remember that I had two phrases worked out, but one of them needed an extra "G" if it was going to anagram to the other phrase. So I added the word "guy". Which left me with a "Y" and "U" to account for in the other phrase. And my first thought was to toss in an "ugly", but of course that would once again need a "G" from the other phrase. So then I thought "you" has a "Y" and a "U" and no "G", and I can put the "O" in the other phrase as its own word a la "O magnificent Oracle", but I'm not sure if I can figure out a way to put "you" in this phrase in such a way that it makes sense. And I was very discouraged, because I was staying up late, and I'd spent way too much time trying to think of this stupid anagram and my deadline was tomorrow morning and I was so fucking tired.... And then I woke up. And it was time to wake up for coffee. But I was still so fucking tired. And I don't know if it was just psychosomatic leftovers from the dream (or psychosomnambulant leftovers, for that matter).