"I just had an awesome dream about you.." Words on a cell phone screen. An interesting start for a Monday morning. But what kind of dream are we talking about? Was it a romantic dream, an adventurous dream, or something else? Was I her knight in shining armor, or her companion in the jungle? Did we scale a mountain, or walk downtown? Or was it a flashback to the good old days, when we walked the forest hand in hand behind the school? Or was it something more bizarre, her and I in some less friendly setting, locked in combat with the forces of darkness, or with each other?
Besides all that, what was the catalyst for this? Was she thinking of me yesterday? Or did it just come out of the blue, like dreams so often do? "I meant to send you that recipe too..but didn't remember til last night :(" Oh, that explains why I was on her mind. I had almost forgotten about that. She was going to send me a recipe for churros. Those are always tasty. It has been a while since I've had them.
I still wonder about the dream. Was I the hero, or the villain? Maybe part of the supporting cast? Or nothing quite so exciting? Would I have made the headlines, or the tabloids?
"You kept trying to keep my movies in my dream". Ok, what? I don't know why.... ok. Apparently, I wasn't the hero, maybe only a little of the villain. Who knew I would play that role? I wonder what role I'll have in her next dream, and what role she'll have in mine...
"You had a crib in your room". Huh? "It was for your little sister". I give up. Dreams are too strange to try to understand. I don't even have a sister. Maybe this one, like most, was just too much random. But it makes a good story for a Monday morning. Where else do you get things like this? I wish I could remember my dreams the way she does. I would have such stories to tell. But they would make no sense. Especially retold through text messages.
Wednesday, September 30, 2009
Monday, September 21, 2009
Scales
"She needs more scales." It had become a litany for Jacob, and Matt was getting tired of it. "There aren't enough scales on her tail, she doesn't look like a mermaid."
Matt had been designing this thing for 6 months. Why this guy wanted his robot to look like a mermaid.... well, Matt just about no longer cared, except that he was going to get to be the first android designer in history to build a mermaid. There was a lot of credit for that, amongst his circles. He would definitely get more contracts after this. But he was almost at the end of his rope, just from working with Jacob.
"I can only do so much with the scales at this point. If you had wanted more scales, you should have said something two months ago. Besides, mermaids are fictional creatures. What they look like is completely up to the artist creating them. But I'll add some more scales, if it will make you happy." Matt turned back to the table to work on the robot. She was beautiful from the waist up. Even from the waist down was impressive, in a fishy sort of way. Her scales shown in a rainbow of colors, from red to green to gold. And from the waist up, she was incredible. A bit of a bluish tint to her skin, hair a lovely shade of deep green, perfect curves.... she was amazing. Matt was half tempted to try a full woman shaped android based on this coloring and shaping. She would be exotic, and irresistible. An interesting idea. Perhaps later, for now, he had to finish this one.
Jacob, meanwhile, his opinion expressed, had started to wander over to the couch in the corner. Matt had put it there for customers who were waiting for finishing touches to be put on their androids, and there were times like this when he was glad it was there.
The android itself was nearly done, she was watertight (as requested) and could live underwater down to a few hundred feet. She would glide when she swam, flicking her tail like a fish, and she was smart, talkative, and humorous, if you could appreciate humor with a nautical twist. And, as mentioned before, fantastically beautiful.
Finally, he felt like he was done. The last few bits of the android's programming were in place, and she was ready to be carried off into the pool that would be her home from now on. Matt turned to Jacob. "Alright, here is your mermaid. I hope she works out for you."
Jacob got up. "Yeah, thanks. I'm so excited about this. I've never owned one of these androids before. I hope she is as much fun as everyone says." He looked at her again, a huge smile on his face, as she turned to look at him.
She returned the smile. "Hello Jacob. Is there anything I can do for you today?"
"Not yet." He turned back to Matt. "She's perfect. Now I just have to get her home to the pool." He paused a moment. "How am I supposed to do that...." His voice trailed off into silence.
"I can help you carry her down to your car, but from there, you're on your own." Matt volunteered. He was happy to help in this case, because the sooner Jacob and his mermaid were gone, the sooner he could call it a day. And the sooner he would stop having to listen to his requests, and stories about his "future with the mermaid".
Jacob grabbed the girl off the workbench, and, like a man carries a woman across the threshold in those old romances, carried her off down the stairs. He carried her out the front door, which Matt held open, and to the waiting car door, which Matt was standing right next to. Jacob closed the door, and turned back to Matt one more time.
"Thank you so much. You've made a dream of mine come true. I hope someday you will feel as happy as I do right now." And with that, he climbed into the seat of his car, and drove off.
Matt had been designing this thing for 6 months. Why this guy wanted his robot to look like a mermaid.... well, Matt just about no longer cared, except that he was going to get to be the first android designer in history to build a mermaid. There was a lot of credit for that, amongst his circles. He would definitely get more contracts after this. But he was almost at the end of his rope, just from working with Jacob.
"I can only do so much with the scales at this point. If you had wanted more scales, you should have said something two months ago. Besides, mermaids are fictional creatures. What they look like is completely up to the artist creating them. But I'll add some more scales, if it will make you happy." Matt turned back to the table to work on the robot. She was beautiful from the waist up. Even from the waist down was impressive, in a fishy sort of way. Her scales shown in a rainbow of colors, from red to green to gold. And from the waist up, she was incredible. A bit of a bluish tint to her skin, hair a lovely shade of deep green, perfect curves.... she was amazing. Matt was half tempted to try a full woman shaped android based on this coloring and shaping. She would be exotic, and irresistible. An interesting idea. Perhaps later, for now, he had to finish this one.
Jacob, meanwhile, his opinion expressed, had started to wander over to the couch in the corner. Matt had put it there for customers who were waiting for finishing touches to be put on their androids, and there were times like this when he was glad it was there.
The android itself was nearly done, she was watertight (as requested) and could live underwater down to a few hundred feet. She would glide when she swam, flicking her tail like a fish, and she was smart, talkative, and humorous, if you could appreciate humor with a nautical twist. And, as mentioned before, fantastically beautiful.
Finally, he felt like he was done. The last few bits of the android's programming were in place, and she was ready to be carried off into the pool that would be her home from now on. Matt turned to Jacob. "Alright, here is your mermaid. I hope she works out for you."
Jacob got up. "Yeah, thanks. I'm so excited about this. I've never owned one of these androids before. I hope she is as much fun as everyone says." He looked at her again, a huge smile on his face, as she turned to look at him.
She returned the smile. "Hello Jacob. Is there anything I can do for you today?"
"Not yet." He turned back to Matt. "She's perfect. Now I just have to get her home to the pool." He paused a moment. "How am I supposed to do that...." His voice trailed off into silence.
"I can help you carry her down to your car, but from there, you're on your own." Matt volunteered. He was happy to help in this case, because the sooner Jacob and his mermaid were gone, the sooner he could call it a day. And the sooner he would stop having to listen to his requests, and stories about his "future with the mermaid".
Jacob grabbed the girl off the workbench, and, like a man carries a woman across the threshold in those old romances, carried her off down the stairs. He carried her out the front door, which Matt held open, and to the waiting car door, which Matt was standing right next to. Jacob closed the door, and turned back to Matt one more time.
"Thank you so much. You've made a dream of mine come true. I hope someday you will feel as happy as I do right now." And with that, he climbed into the seat of his car, and drove off.
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