What Did I Eat Before Bed Last Night?!
I didn't sleep well last night. It was mainly because I was having some pretty bizarre dreams. Not scary ones or anything, just weird. The kind that will ultimately force you awake and make you wonder if you're not at least slightly insane.
The first, or at least the first that I remember, involved bees that produced mind-control honey which they used to take over the minds of a bunch of people I know. I don't really remember much aside from that, but I know something pretty major must have happened since something jarred me awake. For some reason I think it may have involved a bunch of girls attacking me with a couch.
Sometime after that I had another dream. Interestingly, this one also involved my friends and acquaintances being mind-controlled (what does that say about me, I wonder). This time though, it was some sort of man-made tower doing the influencing rather than bees. Only a few of us managed to avoid being controlled, though how I don't know. Somehow, we discovered some sort of spray that canceled the mind-control effects and went around freeing as many people as we could.
Now, here's where it gets good. And when I say good, I mean really, really dumb.
Those of us who were not being controlled got together and, with me in command (hey, it was MY dream) decided that we had to take out the tower. And so, we marched off to attack it. Problem was, I had completely forgotten to tell everybody about the plan of attack. It was not in fact the climactic battle to end all battles as I would have liked, since, without a plan, everyone just stood around and did nothing. Not exactly our finest hour.
So I rewound my dream to a point where we were all together again. And this time I did things right! I split us into three units: a ground group that would use tanks to attack, an air unit, that somehow got a hold of these flying platforms that they would use to bomb and strafe the tower, and an insertion group that would infiltrate and seize the thing.
I woke up sometime during the attack, so I don't know how effective we were, but considering my brilliant (read: incompetent) leadership earlier on, I expect we failed.
Miserably.
The first, or at least the first that I remember, involved bees that produced mind-control honey which they used to take over the minds of a bunch of people I know. I don't really remember much aside from that, but I know something pretty major must have happened since something jarred me awake. For some reason I think it may have involved a bunch of girls attacking me with a couch.
Sometime after that I had another dream. Interestingly, this one also involved my friends and acquaintances being mind-controlled (what does that say about me, I wonder). This time though, it was some sort of man-made tower doing the influencing rather than bees. Only a few of us managed to avoid being controlled, though how I don't know. Somehow, we discovered some sort of spray that canceled the mind-control effects and went around freeing as many people as we could.
Now, here's where it gets good. And when I say good, I mean really, really dumb.
Those of us who were not being controlled got together and, with me in command (hey, it was MY dream) decided that we had to take out the tower. And so, we marched off to attack it. Problem was, I had completely forgotten to tell everybody about the plan of attack. It was not in fact the climactic battle to end all battles as I would have liked, since, without a plan, everyone just stood around and did nothing. Not exactly our finest hour.
So I rewound my dream to a point where we were all together again. And this time I did things right! I split us into three units: a ground group that would use tanks to attack, an air unit, that somehow got a hold of these flying platforms that they would use to bomb and strafe the tower, and an insertion group that would infiltrate and seize the thing.
I woke up sometime during the attack, so I don't know how effective we were, but considering my brilliant (read: incompetent) leadership earlier on, I expect we failed.
Miserably.
posted by Ken Robinson at 10/02/2009 08:42:00 PM
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