Sunday February 8, 2009 Dream: Drug dealers travelling into the past for their supplies.
It occurred to me that this didn’t look like the real past. Answer: It’s a real past, but not _our_ real past.
Later, when I was half-awake, I thought of a twist: In the primitive time they travel to, humanity has only a toehold in space.
“They are not going into the past. This place called ‘America’ is in our future.”
In the 1950s, that might have made a salable story.
And do you critique your dreams? While still asleep? Or am I the only one?
***Shopped at the Rainbow supermarket on Lake near Hiawatha. Noticed more signs of bad management than I used to. (For example, stock not being on shelves.)
***I’ve been reading “Where will bloggers get their news if newspapers go out of business?” articles. Snarky answer: Bloggers can read industry and government press releases as well as reporters can.
I need to do a more serious writeup. Among other things, explain why the Star Tribune is only my third source of text on Twin Cities news, and I don’t usually bother with the Pioneer Press.