This one's called "Dream Sandwich" because it's just several dreams that rode on each
other's coattails. There weren't any real transitions - Just the sudden <BAM>
of a dream being turned into another one.
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Started out in Japan with my father. I wanted to take him out for his birthday (which
happens to be tomorrow), and thought it might be nice to go on a strange bar-hopping
cruise down a Japanese river in a gigantic ship.
It wasn't really quite as nice as I thought it would be. The ship was completely empty
except for us and the crew, and there wasn't much to do. Just go from one port to
the next, get off, booze it up, and then get back on.
The ship was rather ornately decorated, though, which made it worthwhile.
<BAM>
In a toy shop at some mall. Darth Vader was there, and he was looking for a new lightsaber
because his old one had broken (or something). He didn't know where else to go.
So, he was in the Start Wars isle, being helped by a short putz (let's face it - anybody
standing next to Darth Vader is going to look short and putzy).
It was a bit silly. This little guy in a dorky uniform, pulling toy lightsabers off
the shelf and saying things like, "This one's really nice because it has the rubberized
grip on the handle..." with Darth Vader standing there, sounding like a SARS patient,
casting a shadow over half the store, and listening with great interest. Darth was
picking up some of the sabers, testing their weight, checking out the telescoping
plastic blade, looking for that perfect fit.
Totally and utterly ridiculous.
<BAM>
I was sitting in a room across from Elvis Costello. I was working for some journalistic
organization, and had been tasked with interviewing Mr. Costello about security in
America (not computer security - not car security - not social security - just "security").
We talked for a while about this and that, and he eventually came around and summed
up his feelings on security in America. This is what he said:
"They lock all the windows, and then open all the god damn doors."
After he said this (which I thought was a clever way of putting it), he asked me to
go get some Crazy Glue for him. I found some, bought it, and brought it back. He emptied
a portion of the tube onto the frame of his glasses - He needed it to keep his glasses
on his face. He was afraid they'd fall off.
Then my alarm went off, and I didn't get to find out how well the Crazy Glue worked
in the end...