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Strange Dream
Okay, I'm going to take a break from tech content and talk about something completely else. I just had a really strange dream.
I'm standing in my old street, talking to my brother, and for some reason I carry a M-16 assult rifle. At this point I see two World War I planes, one red and one yellow, flying really low. The yellow one is smoking and sputtering, and crashes nearby very soon. I try to shoot down the red plane, but it is too far/too fast to hit. I get a really cool Matrix effect, though, since I can see the bullets speeding through the air. I may have pissed the pilot, since he crashes the plane on my house (which move aside to accomodate the plane). I rush to the plane and pull the clutch, at this point the whole plane falls apart.
I hear a scream of rage, and an old german colonel in brown-red rubber suit with a suit of armor try to charge me with a sword. I shot him, but it doesn't seem to hurt him. He does lose interest, though, and goes away. I spent a couple of minutes thinkning about the bullet absorving capabilities of a medival armor*, and the I woke up.
I'm writing this down because I tend to forget my dreams in a few hours, and this dream is an interesting one. Freud away.
* None.
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