Aiiieee! They’ve started again!
I was stuck on an island (think Blue Lagoon [archive.org link]) with someone, don’t remember who. There was no one else around but for some reason we had phone/email contact with Moe. Moe worked at a place that made artificial landscapes (think bryce3d in real life) but he was fired for “having thoughts or feelings of his own.” Guess his company didn’t like that. Me and whoever else were sitting around and we had contacted some aliens, or something. You know how when you think about contact with aliens you wonder how similar things are with them as they are with us? ie: did they develop the same tools, etc. Well, same thing here, with heavy construction equipment. For some reason we had access to an alien (I think it was alien anyway) equivilant of a CAT backhoe-type device. I got to drive it for some reason, and… do something with it. Dig up the beach or something. I’m in the middle of learning how all the levers work when we get an email/call from Moe, saying to look across the bay. He shows us how he can change the hill from look 1 (don’t remember) to look 2 (look 2 was a cave with a couple of elegant houses built into it) through his company. At the end of the convo whoever was there with me tells me that he was just fired, and to be careful with the backhoe.
Very weird. Very trippy. I did watch the Blue Lagoon (or saw something about it on the net over the weekend, which explains that aspect of it.
Randomness: Last night I watched a show that had me find my double. It was one of those “greatest police videos” type shows, except it was on TLC and had extra bits like interviews with people, and bits on the worst (some guy who had accidents all the time), best (a guy who drove the speed limit 100% of the time, no matter what) and the guy who had the best road rage. It was this last gentleman who I had a connection with. He was a bitter english chap who drove for a living and whenever he got in the car critized other drivers. He even made a list of things that pissed him off (people who don’t use their indicators, people who are always braking, people who drive swedish cars….). It was hilarious to watch this bitter cout go on about xxx type of drivers and basically how they suck. He felt he was a good driver because he drove ~180miles a day (I do not want his job).
Argh, anyway, time to start off this wonderful monday.