in which I summit Everest and film a puppet show
My subconscious has apparently been busy working on this Everest idea, as well as coming up with exciting new business ventures.
Last night I had a dream that I climbed to the top of Mount Everest. Sort of. I was at the peak of a mountain, having basically crawled up the last stretch. I wasn't using ropes, oxygen, or any kind of equipment, and I was alone. I looked around to make sure I was definitely at the summit, and that there wasn't anywhere higher to go. In awe, I admired the view below me and the clear blue sky above. I thought, "It's great that we could climb on such a nice, sunny day when there isn't any snow." I thought, "That isn't at all what I expected Tibet to look like." I turned to head back down, and a chunk of the ground crumbled below me. It was like wet sand.
Further along, I fell off the side of the mountain and into the ocean. The water was nowhere near as cold as I was expecting. I yelled, "Ocean" to attract the attention of my companions on the ridge above. They were getting organized to throw me a rope, but before they were ready, I climbed back up using, I explained, "magic". I asked them, "Are you sure this is really Everest? I mean, I didn't see anything higher, but..." They said, "Yes, exactly, there isn't anything higher, so it must be Everest." I pointed out, "But maybe we're just not in the same part of the world as Everest."
Oh well. The view from the top was still pretty magnificent.
The night before, I was experiencing and/or helping plan a new commercial enterprise that Google was starting. It was a chain of locations where people could make their own puppet show videos. Targeted at school groups and families, the studios provided all the materials and equipment to facilitate the puppet filming process. In the puppet construction room, you selected cardboard profiles of people, animals, and props and colored them in, along with backdrops. When you were finished decorating your puppets, you'd put them on sticks and go into one of the video booths. The puppet theaters were set up so that the puppeteers could fit comfortably underneath and control the puppets from below, while the video cameras were positioned at the right height to film the show. I'm not sure whether the video editing was done by the clients or by an employee, but most of the other specifics of the operation were very clear.
What I love about this dream was that it was intricately detailed, and that while fairly ridiculous, it was all completely plausible. And though it's silly, a make-your-own puppet show video studio isn't the worst idea in the world. Those pottery painting places do okay.
Last night I had a dream that I climbed to the top of Mount Everest. Sort of. I was at the peak of a mountain, having basically crawled up the last stretch. I wasn't using ropes, oxygen, or any kind of equipment, and I was alone. I looked around to make sure I was definitely at the summit, and that there wasn't anywhere higher to go. In awe, I admired the view below me and the clear blue sky above. I thought, "It's great that we could climb on such a nice, sunny day when there isn't any snow." I thought, "That isn't at all what I expected Tibet to look like." I turned to head back down, and a chunk of the ground crumbled below me. It was like wet sand.
Further along, I fell off the side of the mountain and into the ocean. The water was nowhere near as cold as I was expecting. I yelled, "Ocean" to attract the attention of my companions on the ridge above. They were getting organized to throw me a rope, but before they were ready, I climbed back up using, I explained, "magic". I asked them, "Are you sure this is really Everest? I mean, I didn't see anything higher, but..." They said, "Yes, exactly, there isn't anything higher, so it must be Everest." I pointed out, "But maybe we're just not in the same part of the world as Everest."
Oh well. The view from the top was still pretty magnificent.
The night before, I was experiencing and/or helping plan a new commercial enterprise that Google was starting. It was a chain of locations where people could make their own puppet show videos. Targeted at school groups and families, the studios provided all the materials and equipment to facilitate the puppet filming process. In the puppet construction room, you selected cardboard profiles of people, animals, and props and colored them in, along with backdrops. When you were finished decorating your puppets, you'd put them on sticks and go into one of the video booths. The puppet theaters were set up so that the puppeteers could fit comfortably underneath and control the puppets from below, while the video cameras were positioned at the right height to film the show. I'm not sure whether the video editing was done by the clients or by an employee, but most of the other specifics of the operation were very clear.
What I love about this dream was that it was intricately detailed, and that while fairly ridiculous, it was all completely plausible. And though it's silly, a make-your-own puppet show video studio isn't the worst idea in the world. Those pottery painting places do okay.