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-Me quote: "Aaaand I'm back.", just now-

Well, no memory of last night's dream, probably due to the fact that I got in bed after midnight. Why? Oh yes. I watched a live performance of Phantom of the Opera. That more than made up for the loss of dreams, let me tell you.

However, in the time I was absent from Blogger, I had a couple singularly interesting dreams, such as the one where Gmail was taken over by a hacker named John Canseco (????) and I was a private eye searching for him. But then a bomb exploded, and a John Canseco died, but it was sort of like those creepy modern novels where everything is confused and there are about a billion John Cansecos and I had to visit each one to find the hacker. But the more interesting dream was a day or two before that, when I dreamt that, among all its other lovely free services, Google began offering

FREE FLIGHTS INTO SPACE.

I dreamed that I just had to fill out this sign-up form online, then go. I took my camera on the space flight, and asked that the pilot (is that what they're called in shuttles?) fly out a little farther so I could get the Sun through the viewport. The shuttle was WAAAAAY faster than modern spacecraft, although it didn't seem so, probably because we all have such a poor notion of how absurdly far apart everything is in space.

Of course, as dreams seem to require in such awesome situations, I began to have irrational fears, thinking about how a spacecraft was different from a plane -- in a plane, depressurization can be remedied, but depressurization in space is permanent. Eeep. As you might expect, since it was my brain controlling the plot line, the flight was aborted and we were returned home before reaching our destination. As ludicrously unbelievable as it sounds, I never ONCE realized I was dreaming in this whole sequence.

Reality check. After I got back to Earth, I resumed being a mayor (?) of several cities (!!).