Last night was one of those nights that your brain just does not want to turn off. I got maybe two hours of sleep, and I'm not entirely sure if I was actually sleeping to doing that kind of doze/zone thing, but whatever, it did lead to some interesting dreams.
First part I remember had something to do with making a garden. I was in a big empty parking lot (K-mart comes to mind) looking at a square of sand and/or soil that was maybe 15 feet by 15 feet and asking... someone how my "garden" was supposed to drain since it was only about 6-12 inches of sand/soil on top of black top. Their answer was to point out how the "garden" was on the side of a slight incline, so the water would all drain down the hill and into one of those sewer drains that parking lots tend to have. I get the impression I still wasn't all that happy with this answer, but I was willing to go with it.
Next thing I remember is that I was on an Atlantis-esque space ship (aka, basically a flying city) that was also a few thousand years old, only it was in really bad disrepair and the only thing that really worked on it anymore was, apparently, the engines. I distinctly remember the big engines at either side of the city (two I recall, but there were probably more considering it's a city-sized space ship) glowing bright blue and we literally hopped from one planet to another to escape some Big Bad (think the old fashioned, no special effects sci fi movies in which there are two big planet models and the ship is picked up by fishwire thin strings from one planet, swung several feet over to the other one, and then "landing" on the surface - minus the strings, and with both the ship and the planets actually looking kinda real, only really miniature). I also remember wondering if my "garden" was actually on the city ship, or if it got left behind.
At some point I think I woke up and then dozed back off, because the next thing I remember is still being on the ship, and then Ray K and Fraser trying to hijack it and actually succeeding, and Ray K using his Super Mind Powers (or his equivalent of the Ancient Gene) to get the several thousand year old defense systems running, only these were *internal* defense systems in the form of purple lasers and very aggressive purple robots that looked kind of like a mix between a security camera and a ray gun. I can only assume that it was a backup program that can be turned on to keep hijackers or aggressive alien species from running amok inside the ship itself (kind of like locking off a section by closing the blast doors, only instead of doors, you have a rather powerful laser system/forcefield stopping you rather than thick metal doors). Anyway, Ray K gets these laser-and-robot defense systems up, very efficiently trapping any crew members who might have otherwise tried to stop him (myself included. Or... Possibly myself as Fraser included - the whole thing makes me go o.O cause if it was Fraser, that meant there were two of them (hee - Fraser and his Evil Twin ala Star Trek. I just cannot picture him with an evil goatee, though) cause there was still one on the bridge helping Ray hijack the ship along with the one who was trapped as me or with me in one of the rooms. Whatever, there was definitely a red mountie suit involved, and I'll leave it at that). The system is extremely old though (I mentioned how the ship was a few thousand years old), and so when the defense system came up, one of the laser beams in my (our?) room was making this really pathetic and painful high pitched whining sound, and after a few minutes it sputtered out and we (I?) were free to leave the room. I remember thinking "One down, umpteen to go" or something like that - it was still quite a ways to the bridge where Ray K was - and then I woke up.
So, yes... That was last night's episode of Cracktastic Subconscious Fic. As cracktastic brain fic goes, I gotta say, that one might be one of my new favorites.
On an entirely different (and possibly TMI) note, it seems that I am extremely sex minded today. Part of last night's Brain Not Turning Off was the continuous visions of boys *and* girls running through my head and all the stuff they can do with their fingers.