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[webofevil]

So in this dream I had (no, come back!), I realised two things: that all the passengers and crew on the shiny new bus pulled up at Tottenham Court Road were black and white, and that thanks to some revolutionary technique they had all been superimposed on to real life from a bus scene in an unspecified Ealing comedy. I marvelled out loud at this as I boarded the bus, causing one of the black and white passengers to entirely freak out. “What are you telling me?” he cried. “I’m not even real?” I realised I probably shouldn’t have said anything and tried to tell him that he should just get on with what he was doing, but this sudden existential crisis had made him frantic and I had to restrain him from attacking me. “Calm down,” I said, pinning his arms. “Fuck off!” he spat back, “I don’t even like you!”

I give this dream 7/10 for its technological innovation but 2/10 for enjoyment, as I don’t appreciate waking up with the unpleasant sensation of fighting off a hysterical man who’s working hard to headbutt me.


At least this time there was no product placement. Earlier this year the same studio brought me the odd experience of zooming along the Thames in a speedboat, bouncing harmlessly off massive gold-coloured inflatables advertising Guinness. To its credit, though. the studio is on a laudably Reithian mission to inform, and I’m constantly learning things I didn’t know. For example, Thora Birch turns out to work for Commons Hansard, which in turn is apparently located in my old school library.

Comments

[chiller.livejournal.com]

Is it bad that I feel potentially responsible for the Guinness placement?

[lebeautemps.livejournal.com]

And Lords Hansard is located next to the school office. Didn't know that, did you?
But Thora Birch? You would, would you?

[webofevil.livejournal.com]

> Thora Birch? You would, would you?

That's the weird thing; I really don't have any kind of a thing for Thora Birch. Nor do I object to her, but that's not enough to warrant her turning up in a dream, transcribing away. The last time I even saw her in anything was well over a year ago.


> Lords Hansard is located next to the school office. Didn't know that, did you?

Funny you should say that; it was in the chapel.

[lebeautemps.livejournal.com]

Chapel? Win.